Hearing Xu Lei's words, Bai Ling froze on the spot.
"You're really Master? No, you're *truly* Master?" she couldn't help but ask.
Xu Lei nodded, clasping his hands behind his back.
The young Xu Lei rarely stood like that. After all, a young man's body is strong and full of energy.
But the older Xu Lei had liked to clasp his hands behind his back, mostly because his lower back would ache.
Bai Ling, however, was in turmoil.
After all, the two different images she had of Xu Lei were now merging into one.
Xu Lei didn't say anything either. He simply waited in silence for Bai Ling to process it all.
"So, Master... you want me? You want to perform Charitable Giving on me?"
Then, with a slight blush on her pretty face, Bai Ling pursed her lips and asked, "Pin me to the ground and fiercely perform Charitable Giving on me? Just like you did to Qing Lian?"
"I did think about that back then, but it was just a passing thought."
