Luo Qingyao pouted, "You little brat, you're doing this on purpose."
They had been together for a while now, and she knew quite well that Zhuge Hong was quite the clever one. She often played tricks on her, yet always knew where to draw the line, making it hard for anyone to actually dislike her.
Zhuge Hong laughed, "Master Qingyao is already so strong, yet still afraid of her sister?"
"Don't you know about bloodline suppression!"
"You're definitely afraid of Sister Ling Xian asking about your marriage." Zhuge Hong chuckled mischievously.
"You knew and still said it!" Luo Qingyao pinched her cheeks hard.
They were still debating whether to look for Luo Ling Immortal when the latter took the initiative and arrived first.
Luo Ling Immortal tapped her toes on a leaf, floating down gracefully in front of them.
"Oh, you two are quite busy."
Luo Qingyao quickly stopped her playful fight, smiling like a flower, she hurried over to help massage shoulders and rub arms,
