"I... didn't quite understand."
Zeng Anmin looked up at Liu Shishi in confusion.
From his angle.
Although Liu Shishi was dressed in patched clothing.
Her figure was exceptionally shapely.
Though she could not compare to the Princess, that kind of numerical monster, she possessed a charm uniquely her own.
And if she did not speak, her face alone was no less beautiful than any woman Zeng Anmin had ever seen.
Especially those upturned, fox-like eyes of hers.
They were utterly distinctive.
"Mm..."
Upon hearing Zeng Anmin's words, Liu Shishi hesitated briefly before looking at him seriously.
"I want to be your little... guard."
In the end, Liu Shishi still could not voice what she truly wanted.
She really could not say it.
As an independent female cultivator of the Great Sage Dynasty.
She naturally knew that if certain words were spoken aloud, they would be far too abrupt and might even frighten off her patron.
"A little guard?"
Zeng Anmin's brow furrowed even deeper.
He thought it over.
Yet he could not find anything on himself worth coveting for a Third-Rank Demon Subduer from the Profound Formation Division.
Thus, he was somewhat puzzled.
"Senior Sister Liu is occupied with countless affairs every day... It is truly improper for you to serve as a guard for a mere Fifth Rank County Duke like me."
Zeng Anmin hesitated, then sighed.
"Besides, I do not have extra money to hire you, Senior Sister."
"It's no matter. I won't take your silver."
A faint flicker of joy rose in Liu Shishi's heart upon hearing his words.
Zeng Anmin had not explicitly refused.
That meant there was hope!
Besides, she had not come for Zeng Anmin's silver.
If she wanted to get along with Zeng Anmin, to cultivate a feeling between them, that would take