The left corner of Yun Che’s lips twitched for a bit. He let out a light sigh, and said helplessly. “I rather wish that you were like before. Back then, you would always look at me coldly, but when I intentionally ‘offend’ you with my words, you would still express some anger… But now, you’re always so dull, it looked as though you have turned into someone else.”
The light in Xia Qingyue’s eyes slightly turned, as she softly said. “My Asgard’s Ice Heart Art allows one’s heart to be calm and collected, and removes one from her desires. In regards to your words earlier, Qingyue shall take them as compliments.”