When A-Jiao calls her master, it's in a clear and calm tone!
But this little girl calls him master in a tone that's shy and bashful, like a budding flower. Even Yun Hao, who is usually a smooth operator, feels a rush of adrenaline hearing her timid call!
"Come, show this auntie!" Yun Hao, ever the rogue, simply takes Wu Shuiyao's delicate hand, holding it tightly in his palm, and says to the puzzled middle-aged woman opposite.
"Look carefully, you say there are many young and beautiful girls in your sect, but I ask you, is any of them as pretty as this little girl?"
Wu Shuiyao's heart is extremely tense, wanting to break free from Yun Hao's grip, yet remembering the Grand Elder's words, she dares not. In their village, the Grand Elder's words are indisputable. Even her parents dare not question them!
Hearing Yun Hao's words, the middle-aged woman's face twitches, thinking to herself, what's wrong with this guy? Holding a girl's hand and asking her such a question!
