She haughtily lifted her face, "If Mr. Mo Da had met me before accepting you as a disciple, perhaps Feifei would have become the Sect Leader's head senior sister."
Zhao Rong chuckled.
Wow, you little girl have quite the ambition.
"You want to become the Sect Leader's head senior sister?"
"Why not, is there anything wrong with that?" she asked playfully, barely holding back a laugh.
Zhao Rong downed the night-blooming Su Ye soup in one gulp.
"This Su Ye isn't bad, I have a story to tell you."
Qu Feiyan became interested.
"Last night, a lot of people died in the chaotic burial mound, and the cold wind howled," Zhao Rong deliberately lowered his voice, but the little girl wasn't the slightest bit frightened by elements such as people dying in the chaotic burial mound."
"And then?"
"Then out popped a wild fox with glowing ghostly eyes, it spoke human language and said a bunch of strange things."
"I scolded it for talking nonsense."
"Do you know how that fox retorted?"
"How?"
