After a night of cultivation, it was already three in the morning. Qin pan dragged his tired body and prepared to go back to sleep.
As for Shen xuanji, she continued to follow Qin pan closely.
Qin pan felt extremely uncomfortable being monitored all the time. Seeing that he was about to reach his room, and Shen xuanji was still following behind him, Qin pan couldn't help but say, ""Grandma, it's late. You should go back to sleep."
"You ... What did you just call me?" Shen xuanji was stunned.
"What's wrong, grandma?" Qin pan was a little confused.
Although Shen xuanji looked like she was only 17 or 18 years old, her real age was around 300 to 500 years old. If she wasn't called grandma, what else could she be called?
"You're calling me grandma? Am I that old?"
Shen xuanji stepped forward and grabbed Qin Pan's mouth, feeling a little indignant!
