"My dear old man, my sister and I just got back. Why are you suddenly bringing this up?"
"The senior and the ancestor have made the entire Dark Dragon Clan become our vassals. Shouldn't we be happy at a time like this?"
Ao Jianlie spoke bluntly.
"You brat."
Ao Jianshen shot him a sidelong glance and said irritably, "I'm doing this for your sister's sake."
As he spoke, he suddenly sighed. "If only your mother were still alive."
At those words, Ao Mingyue and Ao Jianlie both fell silent.
True Bone Peak.
Cave mansion.
Lin Fan had just finished copying out a book when he heard light footsteps approaching.
Han Yan blinked her beautiful eyes and said, "Senior Brother, Sister Mingyue is back."
A smile appeared on Lin Fan's face. He set down his brush and ink and walked outside.
The atmosphere in the courtyard was somewhat heavy.
Two graceful figures were sizing each other up.
Ghost Mother Wuji wore a black dress, her waist slender and supple, her skin snowy white and delicate. Every gesture she made was bewitchingly alluring.
Ao Mingyue, meanwhile, wore a purple palace dress. Her black hair was smooth and silky, her figure tall and slender, with a trace of cool aloofness between her brows.
"You're Ao Mingyue? The pearl of the Dark Blood Jiaolong Clan."
"You have quite a figure, and that face of yours is lovely too. No wonder you've won Master's favor."
Ghost Mother Wuji sized up Ao Mingyue and continued with a bright smile, "But I'm not Sister Han Yan. I won't give way to you."
"No matter what, there is an order of arrival. In terms of seniority, you belong at the very end."
"So it is only right that you call me Sister."
As she spoke, she looked