Su Qiao didn't know what to say for a moment.
She had thought that she was just a country girl, and given this man's special identity, they probably wouldn't have any dealings with each other in the future. That would save her the trouble.
Unexpectedly, he didn't follow the usual script at all.
"Qiao'er, hurry, come over and pay your respects to the Overlord."
It was Old Master Su who wiped away a bead of cold sweat and broke the silence first.
Su Qiao brushed the bits of grass off her head and shoulders, then walked out of the peach grove unhurriedly. She gave a perfunctory curtsy. "My lord."
Feng Han raised a hand. "There's no need for formalities."
After a pause, he added, "There's no need to be so particular when we're outside."
"..."
Old Master Su, who had prostrated himself twice in the inner hall and been vaguely threatened as well, felt a little tightness in his chest.
Little Six: "..."
As expected, his master really valued this girl and wanted to cultivate her.
That made sense, too. Her little face was a bit too chubby, and she was a bit too young, but once she grew up a little, this face of hers would probably become a very useful weapon.
If used properly, she might really be able to help his master accomplish great things.
Yuan Wu: "..."
His master had never even told them that there was no need for formalities outside.
The way his master looked at that little girl was strange, too.
White Tiger didn't care what they said or did. After rubbing against its master's leg, it ran over to Su Qiao's side.
It wagged its tail happily while rubbing against Su Qiao as if acting spoiled.
Su Qiao vigorously ruffled its head