"You!"
Better to stay obediently inside the Flying Carriage.
But in the end, he still bestowed two orchids.
Before long, it landed before everyone.
Seeing this, Fang Yang smiled in relief and reached out to take the copper coins in Ye Qinghong's palm.
"..."
But Ye Qinghong clutched the hem of Fang Yang's clothes without moving. After hesitating a moment, he took another coin from his robes. Holding three coins, he seemed to want to buy it with them.
As he spoke, he began tugging at Fang Yang's clothes. His meaning was simple: if Fang Yang wanted the copper coins back, he had to sleep with him.
"I understand what you mean, Master, but dispelling the Demon Venerable's killing intent and serving him is far too exhausting. I am willing to lead the charge for you and exhaust the Demon Venerable's scorching killing intent."
He had merely closed his eyes for a brief rest when someone suddenly lifted his black robes to massage him.
Faced with Ye Qinghong's persistent gaze, he dared not say anything more, afraid his eldest disciple would pick up the Clear Shadow Sword at the slightest disagreement and knock him unconscious to consummate their wedding night.
Fang Yang looked at all this and shook his head helplessly.
He was most curious about this second disciple of his.
"..."
She understood her master very well and knew exactly what he meant.
"I will obey all your teachings, Master, but you mustn't sneak a bite."
Although Guan Qinghan still remained calm, inwardly contemplating her grand plan to unite the Demonic Path, she could not help freezing momentarily at the sight of these things. She clenched her fists tightly, a measure of longing rising within her.
But the next moment, Ye Qinghong's gaze tightened, and he abruptly put the