Stingy Sugar Daddy
Editor: CTCTRANS
Qi Wu smiled but did not answer the question.
This feeling was similar to the anxiety she felt when was chosen as the new high priestess.
At that time, she had yet to know what life was like or how unpredictable the world could be. Tasked with a mission for the sake of the world, she inherited the role that would imprison her for life.
She missed that kind of feeling, even if reliving it again meant going through imprisonment once more.
The difference was that nothing could restrain her now. The high priestess had long been reduced to dust along with the temple by the flames of the rebel army.
Tong Luo did not push any further and just enjoyed this rare moment of leisure.
After a while, an important question struck her mind, and she sat up.
"Although the production team can provide us with makeup and costumes, it's still not the same since we didn't prepare them ourselves. Qi Wu, you have more clothes, right?" Tong Luo tentatively asked.