Yu Wuyuan nodded gently. "I'll listen to the Sect Master's instructions."
Unlike the respect Bai Zhou and the rest showed to her, Yu Wuhuan was much calmer. This made Jian Ai feel much more comfortable.
In fact, she was not used to the few people from the twelve guards flattering her. It was true that she was the Sect Master, but most of the time, she needed them more. She treated the twelve guards, including Chi Yang, as family.
Jian Ai and Yu Wuyuan exchanged phone numbers before getting out of the car.
After Yu Wuyuan left, Jian Ai exhaled softly. At least from her current feeling, Yu Wuyuan was a relatively normal human compared to Bai Zhou and the rest.
In fact, she had once fantasized that the rest of the people would be as expressionless as Xiao Zhen and Si Yuehan, because most powerful people were like this. They were insufferably arrogant and cold.
Fortunately, Yu Wuyuan's elegance and nobility won Jian Ai's heart.
