He looked at the Death Demon Scythe in his hand again, "Living off a woman once is sweet. Living off a woman all the time is always sweet."
"What are you thinking about? Hurry up and start."
Ye Youlong couldn't help urging him when she saw he wasn't moving.
Xiao Zhan came back to his senses and quickly prepared to start, "Alright, rich lady."
"Rich lady?"
"Uh... You heard wrong, I said wife... Yes, wife."
"...", Ye Youlong's face turned red, "You're never serious."
Her tone was slightly annoyed, but she was obviously very happy.
Meanwhile.
Zhao Long and his underling Wang Hu were together.
"Brother Long, you don't really think this Xiao Zhan is truly F-rank, do you?" Wang Hu asked tentatively.
Zhao Long glared at him and said coldly, "Asking such an insult to intelligence, do you think you're insulting your own intelligence or mine?"
"I didn't mean that..." Wang Hu immediately felt awkward, as he was just kindly reminding him.
