"East Sea," Jiang Yu rested her cheek on her palm, tilting her head, "You remember that old man called Elder Lu, right? He completely dried out his lips trying to get her to be his apprentice, and she wouldn't agree. It made Elder Lu so angry that he'd get into drinking bouts with me several times, and he'd curse her when he was drunk, saying she was wasting her talented hands."
Pei Dongshi nodded, "I remember."
"I think he had a point, your junior sister,"
Jiang Yu drawled melodiously, stretching the last note ever so slowly, and glanced deliberately at Nan Jiaojiao, "She's fed by the heavens but uses a leaky bowl, she has skills but she's just too lazy. When she's short of cash, she'd sell a couple of drugs or run overseas to sell a painting. Once she has money, she slacks off. You set her up with Veil of Immortality, right? She doesn't care about it at all; I've never seen anyone so lazy."
