"..."
"But I think the two of us could actually get along peacefully." Chen Luo immediately added.
"...We'll see. Talk to me after I've had my fun."
"Ah, little Sparkle, little Sparkle, why did you have to force my hand?" Chen Luo sighed, and then his expression changed.
"What are you trying to do?" This time, Sparkle took a step back.
"Hmm... Take a guess?"
Sparkle covered her butt and limped as she pushed open the Bar Door. Before leaving, she shot Chen Luo a furious, embarrassed glare.
You hit my butt again?
You bastard!
Just you wait!
Once I become an Aeon, you'll be my mount!
I'll make you lick my feet every day!
"What are you thinking about? Or does your butt not hurt enough yet?" Chen Luo looked at Sparkle standing at the Bar Door with a half-smile.
"Bang!" Sparkle slammed the Bar Door shut.
"Tsk, tsk. You could've taken Sparkle down without shedding a drop of blood, but you just had to provoke her at the end. If you tried a little harder and acted a little gentler, maybe you could've won her over." The real Aha, the Aeon of Joy, slowly walked down from the bar's second floor.
"Forget it. I don't think Sparkle is the kind of person who'd be moved so easily. Unless she came down with something like Stockholm Syndrome." Chen Luo waved his hand.
The promise had only been to find an opportunity to dissolve the contract, then give Sparkle enough power to remove her worries.
Otherwise, how would Sparkle dare use the power left behind by the Aeon of Joy?
And how would she dare cooperate with the Dream Master?
"You never know. The first time you treated her as an ultimate joke, she might still have held onto