� Unusual Favoritism
"Of course, you have to be gentle and considerate..."
Yao Emperor was not at all surprised by Yao Wan's suspicious expression, with the disdain hidden in her eyes.
Yao Wan froze upon hearing that, as though she had never imagined she would one day hear such words from her own Progenitor Lord. "Then I must still be dreaming."
"Is there really any need to belittle me like that?"
Yao Emperor lowered her eyes slightly and could not help moving a little closer to Yao Wan. Yao Wan could even see her hair swaying faintly with her movements. To be fair, setting aside all those strange filters she had regarding her, her Progenitor Lord truly was an exceptionally beautiful woman.
Put simply, she was a stunning beauty—too bad she had a mouth.
"Can't you show a little more reverence for your own Progenitor?"
Seeing that Yao Wan's eyes had already conveyed everything without a word, Yao Emperor took a deep breath before speaking.
"Perhaps if you said one or two fewer things sometimes."
Yao Wan answered blandly, making Yao Emperor purse her lips unconsciously. "I'd say you're not much better yourself."
"Thanks for the compliment."
There was not much gratitude on Yao Wan's face. That perfunctory expression alone left Yao Emperor utterly speechless.
"I'm telling you... you really are as stubborn as a mule."
Yao Emperor sighed softly, absentmindedly smoothing her skirt. Then she suddenly smiled and turned to look at Xiao Yan, who was still intently refining the Fiery Golden Alms Bowl.
"Still, someone's sharp tongue probably only works so well around me..."
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"What do you mean by that?"
Yao Wan, who had not cared at first, suddenly stiffened and could not help asking.
"Who knows... Just take it as me running my mouth again."
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