If the princess had spoken differently, perhaps he would have waited, continuing to cultivate until he could finally defeat her without relying on his godlike powers.
Xia Tian's arrogance was ever-present, but it was seldom challenged by those around him, for they were usually not powerful enough to provoke his ego.
With a sly smirk, Xia Tian rubbed the princess's bottom teasingly before standing up.
The princess's eyes widened, and she swiftly wrapped her legs and arms around his body to steady herself.
"Dare to underestimate your master? It's time for your punishment, woman," Xia Tian chuckled, lifting her in his arms and making his way towards the stairs leading to the second floor.
Aware that she had narrowly escaped a catastrophe, the princess reverted to her former submissive persona, protesting, "But master! You ordered me to be honest. How can it be my fault?"
