The Drought Fiend spoke first, her voice as gentle as water, her expression even more tender.
"..."
After hearing what the Drought Fiend said, Su Ran immediately got goosebumps, his face turned pale, and his mouth hung open, unable to utter a single sound.
"It's just a title, do you have to get so excited?"
The Drought Fiend cast a bewitching glance at Su Ran, deliberately stretching out her dark leg.
"No, please, don't pose like that, it's burning my eyes..."
Su Ran quickly stopped her; if she struck another inappropriate pose, he'd be having nightmares for life.
After saying this, he quickly took out the Supreme Ghost Map and said in a serious tone, "I'll let you use this Ghost Map for now. If you dare disrespect me again, I'll take back the Ghost Map and the Hit Dog Whip, understand?"
Su Ran had to harden his heart and assume the dignity of a lord. Only by cutting off this ridiculous affection could he stop the Drought Fiend from offering herself.
