Dragon Transformation, the Black Flood Dragon Becomes King. "Please don't look at me like that. Since it was the Patriarch's heartfelt kindness, and I could refuse it once, was I supposed to refuse it a second time here?"
With one casual sentence, Feng Ming recounted everything that had happened that afternoon.
After receiving Feng Ming's signal, Long Baihua finally came out from the back kitchen. A little loli wearing translucent, water-colored dragon horns stood obediently before Qin Jiuge.
Seeing this, Qin Jiuge's smile turned a little strange, but he did not doubt Long Baihua's age. She also needed this opportunity to break through; at the very least she was several hundred years old, and might even be several thousand. If they were speaking purely in terms of age, she was old enough to be his great-grandmother, so it would not be violating any particular taboo.
Qin Jiuge smiled faintly.
"Since that's the case, then settle down properly and keep the Dragon Transformation Ceremony in mind. In the future, I won't treat you unfairly."
Qin Jiuge gave her a promise directly.
The dragon transformation here was merely a breakthrough to the Great Emperor Realm. To Qin Jiuge's true Supreme Realm, this was honestly a trivial matter, so he agreed casually. It was simply too easy for him.
Yet it left Long Baihua before him so excited she could hardly contain herself, her heart filled with joy and satisfaction. "Please rest assured, my lord. I will definitely serve you and Madam well. I absolutely won't let either of you suffer even the slightest grievance."
Long Baihua said this willingly, and immediately afterward, she also set about doing it willingly.
Feng Ming's cheeks also looked full, brimming with delight.
It could be said that this little household had finally calmed down, the wind