Because of his praise, Xingyu felt a bit better and found the man somewhat more pleasing to the eye, so she magnanimously comforted him.
"I like it. I like when people praise me, and this was very special—so much better than those glib male spirits in the mountains who praise you by saying things like 'you are my Angel' or 'you are my remedy.' Those sound so fake the moment you hear them! Hmph, sometimes I accidentally overhear them and just want to laugh."
"Do a lot of other spirits praise you?" the man couldn't help asking.
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