"Why?"
Little Dragon Girl glanced sideways, puzzled, her pair of cold, clear eyes devoid of any impurity, making it obvious at first sight that she was an innocent and extremely pure young woman:
"Anything my husband wants to know, I will tell him. I feel there's nothing I need to hide from him."
Huang Rong listened, moved, and couldn't help but engage in a thoughtful conversation with her.
The more they talked,
the more Huang Rong was convinced of her earlier guess.
This Little Dragon Girl was indeed just as Hong Qigong had described.
Even more charming and innocent than Hong Qigong had said.
Huang Rong sighed in her heart, how could such a girl be a villain?
There must be some hidden truth about the incident at Shaolin Temple.
Thinking of this, she couldn't resist asking.
Little Dragon Girl did not hide, she simply said:
