"That's true," Mu Chen said. "But we have to deliver Elder Ling's letter first. If it's urgent, it's best we let them know as soon as possible."
Chu Aoqing nodded and took the initiative to hold Mu Chen's hand. In that moment, she was no longer the mature and noble young lady of Hidden Sword Manor, but rather a young maiden who had fallen in love. Although nothing had happened between them and nothing had been said, they both understood what was in their hearts.
As for Mu Chen, thanks to the Profound Old Ghost's prodding, he was no longer so passive and restrained. 'If she wants to hold my hand, then so be it,' he thought. 'Being favored by such an outstanding woman is my good fortune. As for status, Master said I'm not inferior to anyone!'
Downstairs, the reception hall was just as familiar as ever, as was the receptionist. The only difference was that the moment the receptionist saw Mu Chen, she froze on the spot.
