"What's going on here, Chen Ping? Are you shutting me out?"
Wang Dong'er felt her body grow light, and by the time she recovered her senses, she was already aboard the soul-guided boat.
"Just put up with it for a bit. The lotus leaf really is too small. There's nothing I can do-there's no room for you."
Chen Ping rolled his eyes and spoke as though coaxing a child. "Be good, okay? I'll make you a jar of premium Buddha Jumps Over the Wall later to make it up to you."
"Bullshit!" Wang Dong'er immediately snapped indignantly. "How can that lotus leaf of yours not fit three people?"
Before Chen Ping could say anything, Ning Tian burst into a giggle and said rather helplessly, "You're right. There's more than enough room for three people on the lotus leaf. But why don't you look behind you?"
Wang Dong'er froze at her words and turned to look behind her. Then she saw Wu Feng shooting over with a whoosh like a blazing meteor, wreathed in the mighty flames of her Red Dragon Martial Soul. She seemed intent on seizing this opportunity to ambush Chen Ping and avenge the indignity of having him remove her veil without lifting a finger earlier.
"Freeze!"
Chen Ping pointed once more at this silly girl who remembered her treats but never her beatings.
The next instant, Wu Feng, who had flown over like a fiery meteor, was frozen solid by Chen Ping yet again. Even the flames on her body were frozen out of existence.
Chen Ping merely reached out slightly and caught the silly girl who had leaped over of her own accord, delivering herself right to his door. By the time Wu Feng recovered from the Cold Binding Seal, she was already held firmly in