After a frantic bout of cultivation, little Wei'Er's soft body gradually calmed down. She lay quietly in her lord's embrace, gazing worriedly into the air, and murmured softly, "My lord, there's still no reply from the old master. The Void Ship should arrive within the next two days, and we need to prepare early... I... I am willing to do anything for you."
Song Yanqi asked, "What do you plan to do?"
Wei'Er squinted her eyes, a deep and sinister look flashed through her apricot eyes, then she said, "I can help my lord win over Lu Jueyun. Before he truly helps you through this crisis, I will never let him touch..."
Before she could finish speaking, she let out a startled cry.
The waves surged tumultuously like a great ocean, her belly turned light, her toes like jellyfish, and her flower-stained nails were as dazzling as enchanting corals...
Song Yan didn't let her finish.
