Never, Ever Mess with Women
Seeing her freeze in place, Bi Fan stopped attacking too. "I think this may have been a misunderstanding. When you said I stole something from you, were you talking about that spiritual energy?"
Ling Xiaoxiao nodded indignantly, pouting as she said with a pitiful air, "I went to all that trouble to use a spirit treasure to store up spiritual energy so I could absorb it and break through. But since yesterday, it's been getting weaker and weaker! Of course you stole it!"
"Ah, well..." Bi Fan felt a little embarrassed. So it really was his interference that had disrupted her cultivation.
Normally, he wouldn't have bothered reasoning with her. In this world, strength ruled. If he had the power to take something from someone, then they'd better have the strength to beat it back out of him.
Unfortunately, his opponent was a woman. She pouted and blinked, and seeing how he was already in the wrong, his guilt welled up too. In the end, he really hadn't handled things decently.
With no other choice, he said, "So, what do you want to do about it?"
Ling Xiaoxiao paused, surprised that he'd actually backed down. She blinked and studied him closely for quite a while.
Bi Fan squirmed under her gaze. "Little Ancestor Aunt, if you've got something to say, just say it. Don't take a fancy to me! I'm a married man!"
Ling Xiaoxiao was so choked up that she couldn't get a word out. The tiny bit of goodwill she'd just built up vanished in an instant. She glared at him crossly. "Who said I took a fancy to you? Shameless!"
Bi Fan chuckled. "Then what do you want? Name your terms. As long as they're not too outrageous, I'll agree."
Seeing his