The pretty maidservant was not thrown off guard by Lu Yin’s question, as this was not the first time she had been asked that question. “Of course, it’s a technique that’s well known in the Starfall Sea’s legends, but no one has ever obtained it.”

“Not even the Sea King?” Lu Yin was astonished.

She rolled her eyes at Lu Yin. “Hold on, let me just ask the Sea King for you.”

Her voice was dripping with sarcasm, and Lu Yin choked again. He was irritated with the woman. “Thanks, please help me ask him to lend me some money as well.”

She stared at Lu Yin, and Lu Yin stared back. After a moment, the two laughed together.

“You’re very interesting. The other people participating in the selection are either feigning nobility or trying to get off of their high horse to flatter us. You’re pretty good—you even dare to annoy me.” She pursed her lips.

Lu Yin replied, “Marriage is something that’s determined by fate. What’s destined for you will be yours, and what isn’t can’t be forced.”

She snorted. “It just sounds like you have no confidence, so you gave up. Or perhaps you’re here hiding from an enemy?”

Lu Yin’s heart stopped for a moment, and he subconsciously glanced towards Feng Mo’s personal spacecraft behind them. This brat was rather sharp.

“Looks like I guessed right. You are hiding from an enemy.” The pretty maidservant was pleased with herself.

“So what? I’m still qualified.”

She nodded. “That’s...