"My lady, what's wrong? Why do you look so upset?"
Ling Feng looked at Nuwa, utterly baffled by her rather unpleasant expression.
What's gotten into this chick now? Could it be... her period?
But... do gods suffer from periods too?
Besides, Nuwa seems to be a snake woman...
Hearing the discrepancy between Ling Feng's words and thoughts, Nuwa's face darkened. Although she did not understand novel terms like "period," she knew one thing.
Anything coming from Ling Feng's mouth was bound to be no good.
She slowly approached. For some reason, watching Nuwa now gave Ling Feng a terrible feeling, and a bead of cold sweat seeped from his temple.
"My lady, what exactly is... Aaah!"
Before he could finish, pain shot through Ling Feng's foot. Nuwa's delicate foot had already stamped down on his.
Although his strength had improved, Ling Feng could offer no resistance against Nuwa, a late-stage Daluo Golden Immortal. Of course, she had not used her full strength. Otherwise, his foot would have been crippled rather than merely hurting.
"What are you doing?!"
The pain in his foot made Ling Feng glare angrily at Nuwa.
Unexpectedly, Nuwa ignored him completely and even threw her authority around. "I'm your master now. What should you call me?"
"..."
Ling Feng said, "You stepped on my foot just because of that?"
Nuwa folded her arms across her chest and nodded as though it were perfectly reasonable. "Mm."
"Dammit, then just say so! Why get physi-Aah!"
Nuwa stepped on his foot again. Ling Feng's anger flared at once, but before it could blaze up, she forcefully snuffed it out.
"Watch your tone. I'm your master. Honor your master and respect her teachings, understand?"
Instantly, Ling Feng's fiery temper subsided. Deep down, however, he remained thoroughly unconvinced and entered this into