Miss Yun always seems full of sweet talk, but in reality, she's quite clumsy.
"By the way, you've eaten quite a bit, don't eat any more." Xu Chang'an looked at the plate with only a few pastries left.
"I'll just watch the sunrise with you." Yun Qian said, handing Xu Chang'an a half-eaten lotus seed cake obediently.
Xu Chang'an took the cake and took a bite, sighing, "Miss can't cultivate nowadays... don't you feel anything?"
"I knew you were still thinking about it." Yun Qian wiped the grease off her hands and said, "I don't feel anything."
"What do you think of cultivation?" Xu Chang'an took advantage of Yun Qian being full, and her brain digesting the food, to ask her in a "sneak attack," showing that he truly wasn't a good person.
"I read it in a book you wrote, it said life and death are determined by fate, wealth and honor by the heavens..." Yun Qian thought for a moment and said, "Is cultivation about going against heaven?"
