"Young Master Shen," Qing said with some restraint, calling out timidly, blushing as she hung her head low, not daring to look up at the man before her.
"Still calling me Young Master Shen?" Shen Lang feigned displeasure.
"Shen, h-husband," Qing lifted her head and glanced at Shen Lang before quickly lowering it again.
Her cheeks resembled the evening sky under the sunset as the afterglow quietly climbed the branches.
"That's more like it. Rest assured, from now on, we'll be together for the rest of our lives. No one can tear us apart," Shen Lang said with a smile.
"But can Lin Qiu just let things go?" Qing asked worriedly.
"After all, his father is the Peak Master of Great Skies Peak."
"I didn't let you come here earlier because I was afraid it would provoke a fight between the two peaks," Shen Lang said coldly.
"But now I'm not afraid. That guy has been poisoned with my Heaven-Scorching Poison.
