"That's enough!"
There was only so much a man could endure. Ling Bai practically forced the words through clenched teeth. Being treated like a toy bird was an utterly devastating blow to a fine young man with the body of an infant and the soul of an adult!
The Snow Empress was laughing so hard in the Sea of Consciousness that she doubled over. Truly worthy of being a childhood trauma—she could practically picture Ling Bai's humiliated little face, unable to resist.
The Snow Empress's utterly undisguised laughter rang through his mind, each peal like a hundred-thousand-year soul skill bombarding Ling Bai's mental defenses. His handsome face darkened like the bottom of a pot as he gritted his teeth. "Can you stop telling people about that? Walls have ears!"
"Xiao Bai, you weren't like this when you were little. You never used to be mean to me."
Tears glimmered in Ning Feng Yu's eyes as her delicate shoulders trembled. She looked at Ling Bai with an expression that was both aggrieved and timid, like a rain-drenched pear blossom, possessing a uniquely enticing charm.
"You're over forty already. Can you stop pulling twenty-year-old tricks...?"
"I raised you on handfuls of snacks and drinks, and now you think I'm old!"
Ling Bai rubbed his forehead in misery. Though they were twins, the two sisters of the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect could not have been more different. Ning Fengya was graceful and noble, rational and decisive—a truly outstanding sect leader.
Ning Feng Yu, on the other hand, was never serious. She wielded all eighteen arts of womanhood with ease, especially enjoying teasing youngsters with her words and expressions. Only when she saw a bright-red face steaming with embarrassment was she satisfied.
"Let's stop messing around, Aunt Yu. It's been a long time.