Shen Lang was floored. "???"
'Has the Dog Immortal Venerable lost his mind?'
'Hasn't he always found me noisy and talkative? And now he wants more praise? This just feels so incredibly off.'
Shen Lang subconsciously smoothed the corner of her eye, trying to suppress the frustration churning in her chest.
Her long lashes fluttered up as she smiled. "Master, don't you dislike it when people are noisy?"
"You're different. ...I actually wish you'd make some noise."
Shen Lang was suddenly speechless. Her gaze deepened as she looked at him, and she began to suspect he'd been possessed.
'Sweet nothings like that, so out of character, are often the most seductive... How had I never noticed before that the Dog Immortal Venerable had a talent for sweet talk?'
Changfan's ice-white fingertips twitched, and a small, sky-blue porcelain bottle appeared in his hand.
"This is the real Rejuvenation Pill."
Shen Lang raised an eyebrow. "Is Master planning on returning it to me?"
