The Ruler of Eastern Lin stared, his eyes fixed.
Yuanbao gave the little one a reproachful look, then turned to the others with a seductive smile. He stroked the hair beside his temple with one hand, brimming with allure.
"I heard an honored guest wanted to see me?"
He was proud to the bone. He disliked joining in the bustle, and disliked being ordered around even more.
But the moment the little one arrived, she had fed him an elixir, and he immediately felt his spiritual power increase considerably.
Fine, fine. Since I ate her food, I might as well do as she says. All I have to do is sell a little of my beauty, and I have beauty to spare.
The Ruler of Eastern Lin felt somewhat dazed. Even this person's voice seemed softer and more beguiling than Wushuang's. He rose and walked straight up to Yuanbao, asking bluntly, "What is your name?"
Yuanbao looked him up and down, then haughtily turned his head away. "Yuanbao!"
Damn it, that little thing tricked me!
Where was the handsome young man she promised? Why was there an old scallion instead?
Yuanbao had absolutely no interest in the Ruler of Eastern Lin standing before him. Jing Wu was still the handsome one-the most handsome young man by his standards.
"Yuanbao? That name sounds a little childish. How about I bestow a name upon you? Would Shuangshuang suit you?" the Ruler of Eastern Lin asked.
Yuanbao whipped his head around. Pointing at himself in disbelief, he said, "Who do you think you are? You want to change my name the moment we meet? Where are your manners?"
Playing the romantic stand-in game, are we?
Because Shuangshuang resembles your beloved, is that it?
"Ahem, ahem!" The childish little voice frantically hinted at Yuanbao.