"I apologize, master," Long Yuan said, trying his best to correct himself after realizing how thoughtless of a remark he had spouted out was. "I did not mean that you smell bad. It was just that smell…"
Long Yuan was afraid that his words would displease Yue Ran and make her misunderstand him, so he promptly set out to apologize and tried to clarify things clearly to her.
"The fragrance will soon be blown away by the wind," Yue Ran said carelessly, interrupting the continuation of the sword spirit's words.
Yue Ran inwardly raised her brows at the former statement. It was not until today that she knew that Long Yuan had a high requirements for scent.
Yue Ran: It seems that I have learned something new today. Long Yuan's nose must be really sensitive, just like a police dog's.
Long Yuan: No, master, that is not it. Really. (I only pay attention to you alone and not anyone else who is not my master.)
