"I'm not suitable? What about you?"
Lu Zijia took a deep breath and put on a fake smile. "I remember that you're already 38 years old, Senior Sister Liao, right? And my Ah Yan has just stepped into the age of 35. A generation gap exists between every three years. Senior Sister Liao, you're obviously trying to eat young grass!"
Suddenly, Lu Zijia seemed to have thought of something and the smile on her face suddenly became brighter.
"Right, I'm six years younger than Ah Yan and I'm not even in my thirties yet. In other words, Senior Sister Liao, you're nine years older than me. Senior Sister Liao, it's fine if you're nine years older than me, but even your alchemy skills are inferior to mine. What right do you have to snatch Ah Yan from me?"
Lu Zijia's tone was very gentle, but her gentle words were undoubtedly the most hurtful in Liao Sisi's ears.
"My current alchemy skills are indeed inferior to yours."
