Hehe? Finally, you couldn't help but smile, right? A two-thousand-year-old Bodhisattva, there's finally a man willing to stand up for you. You say a lot, but deep down, you're still happy, aren't you? Yuchi was both crying and laughing: "Alright, since you've said it like that, I know what to do next."
Saying this, he began to take off his black brocade garment.
"What are you doing!" The Peach Pavilion Master immediately stammered, her hands were already restless, trying to avoid blinding her eyes, it was quite unbelievable.
Yuchi's speed was quick, the black brocade garment disappeared instantly, followed by a red long robe that fell on him: "From now on, don't call me Young Master Yuchi, call me Zong Liangqing."
