Feng Yueya seemed to sense Yun Shangyuan's faint sadness.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have spoken about him like that. Actually, he isn't exactly a thief. Because his Crescent Moon Swordsmanship isn't as good as when I use it."
Feng Yueya had intended to comfort Yun Shangyuan, but somehow, as soon as she started talking, she ended up praising herself.
Yun Shangyuan chuckled and reached out to ruffle her hair.
Feng Yueya realized she had said the wrong thing, and her pretty face instantly flushed red.
"I didn't mean to say that I'm better than him, what I meant was..."
Yun Shangyuan interrupted her with a smile, "Alright, I know what you mean."
"As long as you know," Feng Yueya nodded emphatically.
"Yuan, if Yun Shangshu were in danger, would you help him?"
"He won't be in any danger. Even if he were, it wouldn't be my place to help him."
"Why?" As soon as Feng Yueya asked, she understood.
