Inside the quiet chamber.
As Xia Daoyun left, Lu Qingshan unconsciously breathed a slight sigh of relief.
"Young Master, you seemed a bit nervous just now," Qin Yitian blinked and said softly.
She could discern Lu Qingshan's inner emotions just from his subtle expressions.
In this regard, there should be no one in the world who understands Lu Qingshan better than Qin Yitian.
"A little bit," Lu Qingshan admitted frankly.
"But..." Qin Yitian tilted her head and looked at Lu Qingshan, laughing softly, "Even when facing such a powerful adversary like Ying Jie, Young Master wasn't nervous?"
Why, then, when facing the two women he knew best, did he become nervous?
"I don't know." Lu Qingshan shook his head.
"So, Young Master does have things he doesn't know," Qin Yitian smiled slightly, with a hint of meaning in her smile.
