Shi Qingjun took small bites of the crystalline and transparent fruit on the table, completely unconcerned by the occasional glance from some girls.
Having eaten their food, being watched a bit was no big deal.
Shi Qingjun had never participated in a girls' banquet before. For a girl like her, who had recently taken to liking planting flowers, grinding flower pollen, and eating snacks, a banquet at the Flower Moon Building was, in a sense, a downgrade in dimensions.
Therefore, she was unexpectedly fond of the atmosphere here, so much so that she momentarily forgot about Xu Chang'an, who occupied her thoughts.
In Shi Qingjun's heart, Xu Chang'an had already "warned" her once that cultivation must not be rushed. She had already spent twenty percent of her cultivation to verify this, so... Shi Qingjun believed that what she needed to do now was to leisurely enjoy life like this.
