Golden Roc Divine Charm

When living under another's eaves, one had no choice but to bow one's head.

Zhou Luan held the golden-threaded Demon Binding Rope given to her by True Man Lei Yan. Not wanting to be tied up, she could only obediently comply.

His crown and Python Robe were easy enough to change into, and he soon put on the full set.

Zhou Luan looked him over. "This outfit looks much better. The way you usually dress, you're practically catching up to Twelfth Uncle."

Wang Daoyuan naturally understood how she felt. Back then, she had been a hall master of Blood Shadow, while Wang Daoyuan had been a Golden Core disciple. Their statuses had been roughly equal.

Later, Wang Daoyuan became a prince, effectively the ruler of a nation.

True Man Lei Yan broke through to the Nascent Soul Realm, and she became a Nascent Soul disciple as well.

Though the status of a Blood Shadow hall master was high, it did not sound particularly respectable when spoken aloud.

She felt somewhat unworthy of Wang Daoyuan, and her old habit of worrying over gains and losses flared up again.

Now, she was the Zhou Princess and the leader of Crimson Luan True Person's lineage.

That status rivaled the direct heirs of the four great top-tier powers. She was wholly worthy of Wang Daoyuan now, so naturally she had to show herself off properly.

Zhou Luan said to Wang Mingchen in her arms, "Look who this is."

Wang Mingchen stared at Wang Daoyuan's outfit, unable to tear his eyes away, and called out, "Daddy."

Wang Daoyuan smiled as well. "This little mutt is really sharp. No matter how I teased you outside just now, you refused to call me Daddy.

Now that I've put on this getup, you know to call me Daddy.