Luo Yan said gravely, "See? I was right! Now you want to hit someone."
Ye Qingxian took a deep breath, reminding herself over and over, Don't get angry. Don't get angry!
"That cultivation method of yours is good. I can exchange an Immortal King art for it!" Ye Qingxian tried a different approach.
Luo Yan asked her, "Really?"
"Really!"
Luo Yan said, "Then I want to learn the Heavenly Emperor Fist!"
The smile on Ye Qingxian's face gradually froze. "You're here to pick a fight, aren't you?"
I offered you an Immortal King art, not a Quasi-Immortal Emperor's art!
Luo Yan blinked innocently and said in a timid voice, "Doesn't a Quasi-Immortal Emperor count as an Immortal King Giant?"
"Of course not! How could an Immortal King Giant's realm compare to that of a Quasi-Immortal Emperor?" A trace of anger crept into Ye Qingxian's heavenly voice. She felt that this fellow was doing it on purpose!
"Make the exchange!" Suddenly, a majestic voice rang out in Ye Qingxian's mind.
She did not need to think. Her instincts told her that this was Grandfather!
Ye Qingxian's eyes shifted as though she were pondering something. Finally, she cleared her throat and said, "It's not impossible for me to exchange the Heavenly Emperor Fist with you, but you'll have to sign a hundred-year contract with me. Offer yourself as part of the deal, and I'll make the exchange!"
Luo Yan frowned and said solemnly, "I'm not that casual."
Then he added softly, "I need time to consider it."
"Casual, my foot!" Ye Qingxian nearly rapped him on the head in her anger, her beautiful, lively eyes brimming with indignation.
"I want you to be my underling for a hundred years. During that time, you'll respect me as your leader and follow my lead!"