Qing Yueqiu stood at the bow of the ship, her long silver hair fluttering in the wind. She turned her head, her gaze falling on Pei Yuhang's slightly weary profile.
"Master, is something on your mind?"
Qing Yueqiu asked softly, her voice holding a hint of imperceptible concern.
Pei Yuhang was taken aback for a moment. He quickly came to his senses and forced a smile. "Ah, no, nothing..."
"You're lying!"
Qing Yueqiu's voice suddenly rose, a flash of displeasure and hurt in her eyes. "Ever since Saintess Lin left our Spiritual Ship, you've been completely distracted.
You care about her a lot, don't you?"
Her voice trailed off, tinged with a sour note, as if some deep-seated emotion had been stirred and could no longer be suppressed.
Perhaps it was the lingering repression from being unable to see her master for so long due to Ji Shenyun's Curse Seal. Or maybe it was the influence of the Seed Demon Seal she had received from him.
