For a moment, he pictured his neck as nothing more than a piece of thin cucumber that could snap with a slight twist of Yao Tang's hands.
Yu Chen shuddered in fear.
If he could, he would have howled his grievances to the sky, but he didn't dare to make a sound.
"Okay, fine, fine. I'll listen to what you say, but you can never make me go out naked, all right? I don't have any other clothes with me."
Yu Chen batted his eyelashes in a bid to look pitiful.
Surely, Yao Tang wouldn't be so cruel, right?
Besides, she was a young girl herself. No modest teenager would want to see a naked man… Right?
No matter how strong and powerful she was, she still needed to maintain some level of social propriety.
In any case, after all was said and done, Yao Tang shouldn't have any more ideas about the space.
"I see," she muttered.
Her expression was hidden behind the mask.
