"Master, getting to see you these days certainly isn't easy."
When Shangguan Jinhong challenged Li Xunhuan before, Wanwan had arrived late. By the time she wanted to find Lin Lang, he had gone to Great Song.
She did not dare sneak onto Blackwood Cliff, either. If Lin Lang and Ren Woxing joined forces, she had no confidence she could escape.
"What's a girl like you doing knocking out my coachman in broad daylight? I'm not that easy."
Wanwan froze. He made it sound as though she had delivered herself to his door.
Her Heavenly Demon Art had only just reached the seventeenth level and had yet to reach complete perfection.
No, even if it had reached perfection, she couldn't deliver herself to his door.
"Master, after so many days apart, haven't you missed me?" Wanwan's voice suddenly became soft and delicate.
Lin Lang patted his lap. "Of course. Come sit here."
Wanwan withdrew her Heavenly Demon Sound in frustration. What was going on? Her Heavenly Demon Art had already caught up to her master's, yet she still couldn't affect Lin Lang in the slightest.
Seeing that Wanwan had not come over, Lin Lang looked utterly disappointed. "If you don't like the carriage, we can sit on the grass."
Wanwan was far stronger than when he had last seen her.
Last time, she had not even reached grandmaster peak. Now she had actually entered the Great Grandmaster realm, and her strength was probably above Jiang Xiaoyu's.
But she was still a long way from controlling his mind with that strength.
Wanwan steadied herself. "You certainly know how to joke, master. Lately, the Jianghu has been full of stories about you."
"Your Sun Moon Holy Cult has destroyed two successive number-one gangs under heaven and become the foremost power in Great Ming's