The key is to look good.

He was much more handsome than Wu Xingjie, who was known as the reincarnation of Pan An in his youth, which made the female disciples want to take turns to serve tea in the front hall.

Later he strolled into the medicine hall, and now the female disciples almost filled every corner inside.

"I heard they're here to see Ye Lan, probably seeking treatment." A new disciple nudged Brother Biao's arm and said, "How come those rich people are so well-informed? The Young Sect Master's leg was just healed yesterday, and now someone's showing up. I think Ye Lan is here to make a name for herself."

Not only can she gain fame, but she might even be able to get the title of the young lady of the Wu family. It's like killing two birds with one stone.

Brother Biao hesitated after hearing this, but shook his head, "I don't think Miss Ye is that kind of person."

Although he had misjudged her on the way up the mountain, and even now he didn't understand the girl's status in the Wu family, but judging from the respectful attitude of Wu Xingxiao and Wu Xingjie towards her, the girl didn't seem to be coveting the status of the mistress of the Wu family.

"You've only known her for a few days. You can only know her face, not her heart." This newcomer wanted to cling to Brother Biao, a rising star, so he carefully analyzed the girl's intentions in escorting Wu Heng. "If she wasn't interested in Wu Heng, he's a well-equipped young man with good skills, so why would he need her to escort him? So Ye Lan must want to marry..."

The word "marry" automatically faded away because there was an archway between them. There were dozens of pairs of eyes inside and outside the medicine hall. Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Ye Lan, who always showed a cold and indifferent expression, took a few quick steps forward and threw herself into the man's arms.