Lu Jin'an coughed lightly, creating nine Dao Palaces to achieve the body of a Martial Saint; it's strange that five Dao Palaces can fend off an Immortal.
"You brat." Xiao Yinruo glared at him: "I'm interested in chatting with you, but that doesn't mean you can push your luck."
Lu Jin'an instinctively glanced at Xiao Yinruo's legs hidden under her skirt, then quickly looked away and muttered on purpose: "I often climb up my Master's leg..."
"Do you think I didn't hear that?"
"I said Master, didn't mean you." Lu Jin'an straightened his expression: "It's your words that made me overthink."
"You're the one being improper and blaming me?"
Lu Jin'an chuckled without saying more.
Xiao Yinruo looked at his slightly wandering eyes, guessing he was thinking something indecent. Her eyes turned, she suddenly leaned to his ear and whispered: "It's really not tasty, I don't know how Wanyu ate with such gusto."
