Watching Lin Xin gradually walk away, Bai Shou shook his head slightly.
Although he felt some regret that he hadn't been able to discern the other's identity and make an acquaintance, such things ultimately depend on fate.
However, Bai Qingjue's cheeks were still flushed with embarrassment.
She had thought about approaching Lin Xin earlier to have him follow her Bai Family's path, but looking back, if she had spoken those words earlier, it would have been truly embarrassing.
"Eldest young master, who was that just now...?" asked an elderly guardian of the Bai Family in a low voice.
"A fellow traveler, with a significant background, that's all," said Bai Shou, keeping a calm exterior but feeling regretful inside.
This eminent figure could perhaps only be approached by the high-level ancestors of their Bai Family; those of the younger generation like themselves shouldn't entertain such thoughts.
