"Shangjin, where is your Pavilion Master? Did he run off again the moment he heard I arrived?"
Mei Haizhou glanced around, failing to spot Nan Aoye, and turned to ask Nanrong Shangjin. Her tone carried a hint of disappointment, though she kept the corners of her mouth curled upward, trying her best to mask the loss and maintain an air of nonchalance.
She was well-acquainted with this young woman, who had practically grown up under her watchful eye. Her relationship with Nanrong Shangjin’s master was difficult to define—they were friends and enemies at once. In temperament, they were the closest of confidantes, but when it came to men, they were rivals who couldn't stand the sight of each other. And that rival was none other than Nan Aoye. The "love-hate" dynamic was perfectly embodied by these two women, both over several centuries old.
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