Leng Qingjue laughed when he saw her playful antics, "You naughty girl, you only declare your love for me when it suits you, but otherwise, you're nowhere to be found."
Sikou Yaoyao made a coquettish retort, "Oh, Uncle Leng, you're a high and mighty Golden Immortal, and me? I'm still a fledgling struggling in an ordinary dimension. When will I be able to soar the sky? Even I don't know!"
Sighing, she continued, "Uncle Leng, it's not that I don't want to repay you for your tremendous kindness; it's just that what I have now is all you don't fancy. How could I possibly repay you? However, rest assured, you hold a place in my heart just like my father does. I will definitely be good to you in the future! I swear on my life!"
