Feng Ming Uses a Scheme. "I never expected someone to still have so much charm. No wonder you were so good at seducing people back on the Sky Profound Continent. So it turns out you'd already left an impression at a time like this. Sure enough, a good person is a good person—and naturally, you are not a good person."
At that moment, Feng Ming glared at Qin Jiuge in annoyance. It was not hard to see that her resentment toward Qin Jiuge was quite deep; she practically wished she could turn Qin Jiuge into a eunuch on the spot. Then the world could be considered truly peaceful.
"Heh."
Qin Jiuge shot her an irritated glance. At this moment, somewhere deep in his mind, he had probably already given Feng Ming a savage lesson. A mere little girl actually dared harbor such thoughts toward her master. Did she really take Qin Jiuge for someone molded out of clay?
Tonight, he absolutely had to make the little girl unable to get out of bed. Only then could he display the dignity of his Supreme self.
"Brother Qin Jiuge, Brother Qin Jiuge."
Just then, that womanlike gentle voice rang out once more.
Feng Ming gave Qin Jiuge a beautiful eye roll, then left him with the back of her head and turned away directly.
This shield of his was not something that could block everything at all times.
For instance, the one who had come right now was the daughter of the Patriarch of the Flood Dragon Clan. Even if Qin Jiuge openly had Feng Ming, a genuine Dao Companion in name and reality, he still had to give the girl some face first. It was obvious that even a proper person like Feng Ming could not withstand this amount of face-giving.