Jiang Ying finished her cold scoff, then suddenly paused in confusion.
She actually had no issue with this bare-chested man; she simply found him rather amusing. But—if it were Yanshuang, things would be different. Yanshuang had never experienced anything like this. Since she was a child, her heart had been set solely on cultivation. Beyond her master and senior brothers, she had barely interacted with any other men. Which of her master or senior brothers would ever just stand there exposing their pectoral muscles in front of her? They were all so reserved. Unlike this man, who didn't look like a serious person at all—Yanshuang’s disdain for him was perfectly reasonable.
The man clearly heard her scoff and noticed her gaze lingering on his abs. He seemed slightly taken aback for a moment, then broke into a smile.
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