"That Qing Jun wants to be the strongest one! That way, he can oppress the weak without a care! Hmph, Master, you must work hard on your cultivation, or you'll be bullied by Qing Jun!"
Such audacity!
No wonder she's the most wicked little girl in the world!
Chen Ye unceremoniously raised his hand, curled his index finger, and flicked this little girl's forehead with a "dong".
"Ouch!"
Qing Jun felt the pain, quickly covered her forehead with her small hand, and looked at Chen Ye with big, watery eyes, feeling wronged.
"Master is petty, can't take a joke! Qing Jun is just kidding!"
Chen Ye certainly knew this little girl was just being talkative, so he purposely put on a stern face:
"Oh? But sometimes, the honest truth is hidden in a joke..."
The little girl was shocked: "Oh!"
"Still thinking of bullying your Master? Even if you become a True Dragon, this body is raised by your Master."
Chen Ye pinched Qing Jun's nose,
