"Stupid master, bad master...bad master, stupid master...."
The Sect Leader worriedly stroked his own beard, accidentally pulling out a beautiful strand of it.
But he didn't care, his heartache was all focused on the flower bud in Leng Piaopiao's hand.
Finally unable to bear it anymore, the Sect Leader dryly spoke, "Piaopiao, can you stop plucking my luminous peonies? I've nurtured these plants for so long, and you're ruining them...it really pains me."
Leng Piaopiao pouted, dissatisfied, "Uncle Master, I just picked a few flowers and you're already heartbroken. These aren't even special breeds."
"When my master comes, let him give you something in exchange."
The Sect Leader's waist immediately stopped hurting, his legs no longer ached, and the wound in his heart healed instantly.
He chuckled, "Pick, pick, pick a few more, Uncle Master won't say a word."
In the whole Wuwei Sect, no one was as wealthy as Changli. After all, her master had ascended and become a Great Power.
