Baili An's face suddenly burned with embarrassment, swiftly snatching the small raft from her hands, crumpling it into a ball, and hiding it behind his back, he stuttered, "There are some secrets on this that I... I have yet to comprehend, please give me a few more days to examine it."
He cursed Ning Feiyan, that troublemaker, countless times in his heart.
The Female Demon Lord laughed until her stomach hurt, rolling around ungracefully on the beauty couch and gesturing with her hand, "Alright, alright, if you like it, then this small raft is yours to keep, no need to return it."
Baili An's face was a mix of green and red, and finding himself at a loss with her, he pulled a face and turned to leave.
Not long after, he returned, "Could you allow me a look at the ancient secrets of the Beiyuan Demon Emperor?"
By the rules, Yihe had the right to manage the ancient secrets of the Beiyuan Demon Emperor, and Baili An couldn't overtly ask for the Gate's ancient secrets.
