Liu Zixuan looked at his beautiful master's anxious expression, crossed his arms, and teasingly asked, "So do you want me to get it, or not get it?"
"Of course, you need to obtain the inheritance. That way, you will become stronger!" The beautiful master spread her hands, a bit puzzled by Liu Zixuan's question.
Liu Zixuan playfully smiled and said, "Aren't you afraid that I'll suddenly become strong and give you a good beating, you little vixen?"
The beautiful master glanced at Liu Zixuan irritably, got up, and walked to the side. "Defeating me and surpassing me is just a matter of time. What's there to be afraid of?"
"Wow, you really know yourself well. Was it because you used to beat me up, hoping that one day I'd turn the tables?"
Seeing Liu Zixuan's cheeky grin, the beautiful master took out her whip directly: "You keep calling me a vixen. Have you forgotten that you haven't surpassed me yet! Do you want me to bring up old scores and settle them with you now?"
