Pavilion Master and Saint Child

Ye Tian had not even risen from his seat yet.

Liu Erlong, sitting opposite him, quickly stood up instead, trying to keep him from leaving.

"Dean Liu, is there something else?"

Ye Tian lifted his chin as he looked towards Liu Erlong, a trace of confusion in his eyes.

"I..."

Liu Erlong stared at Ye Tian. Her moist cherry lips moved slightly, yet she hesitated to speak.

She lowered her eyes and glanced at Ling Yuan Douluo beside her.

Her hesitation only deepened.

"Hmm?"

Ling Yuan Douluo met Liu Erlong's gaze and raised an eyebrow slightly, inwardly amused...

If she had a choice,

she naturally would not have stayed here to ruin Liu Erlong's plans.

Unfortunately, she did not dare disobey Dong'er's orders.

Besides, such an outstanding young man—watching someone else enjoy him...

how could she not feel a hint of jealousy?

Liu Erlong hesitated for a moment, but ultimately could not bear to let Ye Tian leave just like that.

She had merely rubbed herself against the Pavilion Master,

and that was barely anything!

Five years! Five years of repression! Who knew how she had endured it!

She might no longer be who she once was!

But she was still Liu Erlong, the woman who dared to love and hate!

"Pavilion Master, could I speak with you somewhere private?"

Liu Erlong asked softly, spring water rippling in her autumn eyes.

It made one's heart stir...

"Oh?"

Ye Tian raised an eyebrow and exchanged a glance with Ling Yuan Douluo.

After considering it for a moment, he nodded.

"No problem! Where would Dean Liu like to talk?"

Ye Tian said with a smile.

Ling Yuan Douluo immediately moved to rise and remind him, but Ye Tian stopped her with a look.

"..."

Ling Yuan Douluo looked at Ye Tian's meaningful