"Everyone a dragon? What would be the point of turning everyone into limp-legged snakes?"
Wang Lin looked grave. "Turn into dragons? Would you be proud of turning into a dish on someone's table?"
"It's not that I don't understand you. What you mean is really 'shelter every registry beneath one vast roof and let all under heaven smile,' right?"
"Plenty of people have had that idea, including your second teacher, Li Chungang. But look at them-has any of them developed their own aura? They still have to follow the Confucian Path."
Lin Ke nodded at that. "I just wanted to give it a try."
"Suit yourself." Wang Lin waved a hand. "With us around, you're basically in no danger anyway. But you'll still need to settle on something as soon as possible. Oh, right..."
As though something had occurred to her, Wang Lin placed both hands on Lin Ke's shoulders and leaned close. "Remember to distinguish between the Evil Path and the Demonic Path. Both have always been under the Imperial Court's rule, but there are still lawbreakers among them. Just don't attract their attention."
"Okay." Lin Ke shifted back uncomfortably, because he was very close.
But Wang Lin's hands clamped onto his shoulders like iron pincers. She even stuck out her tender little tongue and licked her lips. "You look so tender and delicious!"
What is this, a quote from Su Hailun...? Lin Ke was speechless. "I'm going to scream! A master forcing herself on her disciple-where will you put that old face of yours if word gets out, Master?"
"Pfft, you're the one with an old face." Wang Lin released him. "I'm a delicate young maiden of sixteen. If word gets out, this little lady will be the victim~"
The first half sounded sleazy; the second was soft