Ning Xuan nodded without speaking, quickly becoming immersed in the ancient tome. He discovered a very detailed account of injuries to the Primordial Source within its pages.
By the time he finished, a joyful expression spreading across his face, the girl's voice sounded again. "How is it?"
Ning Xuan blurted out, "Why are you still here?"
The girl's joyful expression stiffened. She then asked Ning Xuan, "Am I not pretty enough?"
Ning Xuan glanced at her and said seriously, "I'm sorry. I have face blindness, so I honestly can't tell if you're pretty or not."
The girl's eyes widened instantly. You have face blindness? You're kidding me! All those women around you—isn't every single one of them as beautiful as a celestial fairy?
"Thank you, miss," Ning Xuan said, preparing to leave. This girl has a strange background; she could be the daughter of the Heavenly Palace Master or something. I don't want to get involved with someone so mysterious.
