"Why are we waiting here for him?" Naimei Xue asked, puzzled.
"My dear disciple, are you truly foolish, or just pretending to be?" The island nation's ultimate ninja said helplessly, looking at his beloved disciple. "You're wholeheartedly intent on marrying him; shouldn't I ask for some dowry?"
"..."
"What dowry do you want to ask for him?" Naimei Xue asked.
"A flower!"
"What, you want to ask Ye Chen for a flower from the other shore!" Fang Ruolan exclaimed, surprised, looking at the Miaojiang Saint.
"You are Ye Chen's fiancée, why can't I ask him for a flower?" the Miaojiang Saint replied.
"But, but, what if he doesn't give it?" Fang Ruolan stammered.
"If he dares not to give it, I will cleanse my house!" the Miaojiang Saint's eyes flashed coldly.
"..." Fang Ruolan's face stiffened— the Miaojiang Saint intended to use her to threaten Ye Chen.
