There was a hint of flirtatiousness in her eyes. There seemed to be a divine sense fluctuation. It was obvious that she had used a charming cultivation technique. If ordinary cultivators encountered it, their minds would be controlled in an instant and they would become puppets.
However, the deacon narrowed his eyes and calmly resolved the charm in it. Then, he said indifferently, "Fellow Daoist Lin, you're being too serious. Looking at Fellow Daoist's cultivation, you're already at the Nascent Soul realm. You can just call me Fellow Daoist Xu. You don't deserve the title of Lord."
Lin Shiyu said leisurely, "In that case, I'll call you Fellow Daoist Xu in the future. Fellow Daoist Xu is indeed the deacon of the Dan Hai Hall. Your strength is extraordinary. Please forgive me for offending you just now."
Although there was a hazy veil between them, there was still a charm in her beautiful and bright eyes. It was uncontrollable.
