"I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare..."
The Sword Bone sensed Mo Hua's irritation, and the memory of countless Demon Wraiths dying miserably, being devoured by Mo Hua, flashed before its eyes again, making its skull numb with fear.
This isn't okay, that isn't okay either...
Sword Bone's thoughts raced, and it hurriedly said:
"Then, how about I just call you 'Young Master'?"
Mo Hua was just about to say no.
There were so many 'Young Masters' in the Qianxue state boundary, and those schemers behind all these dirty deeds were 'Young Masters' too; the name just grated on his ears.
But then Mo Hua thought about it and dismissed the idea, nodding as he said:
"Alright, from now on, just call me 'Young Master.'"
Sword Bone let out a long sigh of relief.
This little ancestor is really a pain to serve.
Serving the 'lord' is like serving a tiger.
But the key thing is, he really is a man-eating tiger, so there's no room for carelessness at all.
