"Bootlick him?" Song Jing muttered the words and felt as if she had just swallowed a mouthful of maggots.
Ever since she had attained her fame and reputation in the alchemy field, nobody dared to be rude to her.
In fact, even those relatives who used to look down on her or attempted to force her to marry someone else to boost the Song Clan all knelt down and pleaded for mercy.
They made sure to bang their heads heavily till they bled to satisfy her mood.
From that moment on, Song Jing had always been the target of being bootlicked by others.
When had she ever needed to bootlick anyone else?
"You can't be serious right, Little Loi?" Song Jing twitched her mouth and asked. She even referred to Lin Loi by her name and not her title because she was too taken aback.
"Sister Jing, I'm not lying." Being called Little Loi, she didn't find anything amiss and instead emphasized her seriousness.
