"Dancer?" Sophia gave Luo Qian a fresh, appraising look. Zhang Zhao snickered beside her. "Sure enough, all crows under heaven are equally black." He suddenly clapped a hand over his mouth. Hadn't he just insulted himself too? Sophia snapped, "Shut up!" Zhang Zhao retreated to one side without a shred of manly courage.
Luo Qian sighed. Why were all his subordinates henpecked weaklings? Not one of them was like him, a man who ruled his household with an iron hand and kept all his women in line. He looked from Sophia to Zhang Zhao. "Won her over?" Zhang Zhao pulled a miserable face. Luo Qian turned to Sophia. "Fallen for him?" Sophia lifted her chin proudly. "It won't be that easy. I've got something on him." Luo Qian scoffed. "You caught him visiting a prostitute, that's all..." Sophia blushed. "How did you know?" "Hah. If I couldn't figure out that much, how would I have gotten this far?" Seeing the trace of shyness on Sophia's slightly dark face, he smiled. "The fact that you caught him means you care about him a little. You're not far from falling." Sophia insisted, "Who says? I'm a queen. How could I let my prospective consort go looking 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. Besides, I have plenty of lovely wives. Why would I need dancers? Don't get the wrong idea. They're not for me."
Sophia teased him too. "Hah, so you're a pimp!" Luo Qian froze. He really hadn't thought of it that way. Now that Sophia had pointed it out, the realization hit him: Damn it, I've become a high-class pimp! He felt so stifled