Listening to Yue Lan's words, Gu Xiyue gently raised her eyebrows, her eyes coldly returning the gaze to Yue Lan, "Do I look like someone who likes to cut off people's livelihoods?"
Caught by the words, Yue Lan choked for a moment before quickly speaking again, "Oh, I was just saying it offhand, just a heads-up for you."
Gu Xiyue heard this and didn't continue on the topic, but instead asked another question, "You just mentioned the Fragrance Refining Technique ancient books, the Fragrance Book, and the Dream Building Fragrance, what about them?"
"Nothing, I was just teasing you." Saying that, Yue Lan also innocently blinked her eyes.
Gu Xiyue: "..."
On her usually cool face, a smile curled up, looking very sincere.
Watching her smile, Yue Lan began to suspect that she wanted to betray and annihilate her mentor.
Even though she was ten years younger and was her little disciple, it felt like her presence was even more commanding, and her eyes were so frightening.
