"Just as the three of us were heading to the pleasure boat to meet friends, they are all classmates from the Kyoto Academy."
Xiao Xuanzhen frowned, giving him a sharp look: "Our Grand Void Sect does not like students from the Confucian Academy."
"..."
Wang Yang's face showed a trace of awkwardness upon hearing this, as he resisted the urge to scratch his head, looking at Xie Dongan for help.
Although he was the personal disciple of the Kyoto Academy Master Lin Zhongke, he had only learned skills at the academy, not how to approach women.
In fact, as soon as they came out from Dakong Temple, Wang Yang immediately spotted Hua Xianzi by Qu Pond.
For a moment, he seemed enchanted, with nothing but Hua Xianzi's image in his eyes.
He even conjured up some cheesy lines in his mind.
"The clouds think of garments, the flowers think of beauty, the spring breeze brushes the face, revealing splendor. If not met at the peak of Yu Shan, we shall meet beneath the moon at Yao Terrace."
