Tsepesh calmly sipped the red liquid in his glass.
"Ah! That's true!"
After being answered with a question by Pei Shi, Ouyang Qianjin raised her hand, touched her head, and smiled awkwardly.
"Ha, all pretentious."
Seeing Ouyang Qianjin's silly, awkward laugh, Cai Peishi muttered something under her breath.
Sometimes, trying to act too convincingly makes it seem less convincing.
So much so that Cai Peishi could tell at a glance that Ouyang Qianjin's embarrassment was just an act.
"But we might catch a chill going outside later, so wouldn't it be good to warm up with some soup?"
"At our level, would we still care about the temperature outside?"
"Of course I care, I have bronchitis."
"..."
Ouyang Qianjin's single sentence completely killed the conversation.
After all, as a professional, such a minor illness should have healed after more than a year of rest.
As a result, Ouyang Qianjin actually brought up a disease.
This left Tsepesh at a loss for words.
So I simply shut up and stopped talking.
"Look at other people's prestige, and then look at yourself. You're both epic-level lords, so why is there such a big difference?"
Seeing Ouyang Qianjin and Cai Peishi chatting and laughing.
Holding a bowl of hot mutton soup, Yan Shaoqing whispered to Ying Wuyang, who was sitting next to him.
"Tsk!"
Ying Wuyang clicked his tongue, then glared fiercely at Yan Shaoqing.
She knew, of course, that she was far behind these two.
That's why I want to finish the task quickly!
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