Dangerous Dragon Martial Temple
編集者: Transn
Zi Qian did not leave. Instead, she stood shoulder to shoulder with Zhang Ruochen holding her ancient sword in her arms, wearing the phoenix carved Spatial Ring.
She gave Zhang Ruochen a stare and said, "If need be, you can stay at my place tonight."
"Uh..." Zhang Ruochen replied.
Zi Qian's face turned red but her eyes turned cold and said, "What are you thinking? I was only worried you would get both your legs broken and be thrown out of Dragon Martial Temple."
Zhang Ruochen laughed and said, "It's fine! Although Dragon Martial Temple is a dangerous place, your room may not be safe either. What if you chop off my head while I fall asleep, and sell it on the black market the next morning for 150,000 silver coins as reward? That would be unfair!"
"You..."
Zi Qian's gaze became even colder. She wished she could cut off Zhang Ruochen's head and kick it like a ball. She just wanted to save him but ended up being misunderstood.