The moment Wen Jiayin sensed that Master was unhappy—and that the culprit was probably, maybe, most likely herself—she practically moved on instinct, plastering herself to Xin Yun’s side. Like a clingy little creature trying to coax its owner, she fawned:
“My intuition is just really sharp, okay? Otherwise how would I have clung to you at first sight? And facts have proven you’re the best Master in the whole world, no contest!”
Over the years Wen Jiayin had honed her sweet tongue to frightening levels; in no time at all, all the little thorns bristling around Xin Yun softened...
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