"Dancers?" Sophia looked Luo Qian over with fresh eyes. Zhang Zhao laughed. "Sure enough, all crows under heaven are equally black." He suddenly clapped a hand over his mouth. Hadn't he just insulted himself too? "Shut up!" Sophia snapped. Zhang Zhao shrank to one side, showing precious little manly courage.
Luo Qian sighed. Why were all his subordinates henpecked weaklings? Not one of them was like him, firm in his authority as a husband and master of all the women around him. He looked from Sophia to Zhang Zhao. "Won her over?" Zhang Zhao pulled a miserable face. Luo Qian turned to Sophia. "Fallen for him?" She lifted her chin. "It won't be that easy. I've got something on him." Luo Qian grinned. "You caught him visiting a prostitute, didn't you?" Sophia blushed. "How did you know?" "Please. If I couldn't guess that much, how would I have gotten this far?" Seeing a trace of shyness on her face, he smiled. "The fact that you caught him means you care about him a little. You're not far from falling." Sophia said firmly, "Who says? I'm a queen. How could I let my prospective consort sneak a bite elsewhere?"
Luo Qian shrugged. "Whatever happens between you two, settle it yourselves. I won't interfere. Find me twenty dancers from the Demon Realm within half a day. I need them for something important. And I'm surrounded by lovely wives already. Why would I need dancers? Don't misunderstand—they're not for me."
Sophia teased him in return. "Oh, so you're playing pimp!" Luo Qian froze. He truly hadn't considered that before. At her reminder, it struck him: Damn it, I've become a high-class pimp! The thought left him so stifled he couldn't even come up with a retort.
Sophia had finally won a round and