At this moment, the vast hall of Northern Liang was left with only the master and her two disciples.
"Seventh Master, what did you say we were going to talk about?" Ye Wudao asked cautiously.
"What do you think?" the Queen of Northern Liang said playfully.
"You're not suggesting that I date the Seventh Sister, are you?" Ye Wudao asked.
"Ha, could it be that you want to date your master?" The Queen of Northern Liang's red lips slightly parted, indescribably tempting.
"I would like that!" Ye Wudao had just nodded when his ear was pinched fiercely by a pair of jade hands; "You brat, are your wings growing strong? You dare to even covet your master's tofu?"
Ye Wudao quickly said, "Seventh Master, spare my life, I was just kidding!"
"Hmm, that's more like it!" The Queen of Northern Liang released her grip.
