"Am I trying to chisel you a 'ganji'?"
"Sure."
"What the heck?"
The Black Wind Lord was dumbfounded.
Her 'ganji' was not the 'ji' of chicken, but a modal particle in speech.
But it seemed Jiang Lu had misunderstood something.
"Anyway, I'm not chiseling!"
"Ah, what a pity."
Jiang Lu felt a tinge of regret.
As mentioned before, the Black Wind Lord was about three meters tall, a whole size bigger than an average person.
And Jiang Lu, he truly hadn't had the experience with such a... woman.
Although at this moment the...Black Wind Lord had a lot to criticize, she held back.
Now was not the time to nitpick these trifles, the priority was to figure out a way to deceive Jiang Lu to her side.
She was worried about what to do if her rival had already accumulated enough power to sweep across six territories and unify their homeland when Jiang Lu appeared at her doorstep, demonstrating an extraordinary healing ability.
