Liang Qu found it amusing.
"Sister Mei, why won't you let me go? Could it be that there are eight hundred axe-men lying in ambush on the mountain peak, waiting for you, Sister Mei, to give the signal with a lantern before they swarm me and chop me into mincemeat?"
"That's not the case." She Lianmei shook her head, placing her palm on the back of Liang Qu's hand and leaning in close to his ear, "But Sister has promised a reward."
"What kind of reward?"
"Whatever reward you want."
She Lianmei's lips slightly parted, forming words that stuck together, and seemingly unintentionally, she exhaled towards the lobe of his ear.
Liang Qu pondered.
"Is it possible for the Flood Dragon to give up the Dragon Ball it has dominated?"
She Lianmei was startled.
"No."
Liang Qu then asked for the next best thing.
"How about the Dragon Palace?"
"…"
Finally catching on to his teasing, She Lianmei scoffed coldly, "Are you really not going to say it, little brother?"
