Su Qianqian looked at Old Mu beside her, her expression helpless.

She had clearly asked about the miraculous methods and astonishing combat power Xiao Lin had displayed earlier, but Old Mu had diverted the conversation to the topic of choosing a husband.

"Old Mu, you know that's not what I meant," Su Qianqian said, crossing her arms.

"But Your Highness, it is indeed time to consider this matter," Old Mu replied softly. "After all, the day predicted by the Empress is drawing nearer."