The beginning of Ling Frame's story was always Jiang Lu's favorite part, no matter when.
"If I cannot return to the living..." Jiang Lu said heavily, "then stealing the yang artifact would be meaningless."
First, steal to return, logic tight and seamless.
However, the Queen Mother of the West would not accept his reasoning.
"You barely pay attention and start talking about these tasteless matters, you really haven't changed at all," she said somewhat annoyed after a moment's realization.
In just a few minutes, this was already the second time she had said that Jiang Lu hadn't changed at all, stressing it indeed.
Thus, this also made Jiang Lu feel secretly pleased.
"It seems you still vividly remember how I used to be," he said reminiscently, certain, "You still care about me so much."
"Nonsense!"
The Queen Mother of the West, somehow feeling provoked, did not want to get tangled up on this topic and swiftly changed the subject with an unfriendly tone:
