Shatana wanted to marry Long Tianji, so naturally, she had no intention of flirting with Lin Tang. If she hadn't heard he was Long Tianji's disciple, she wouldn't have given him a second glance. After a brief greeting to make an appearance, she elegantly found a seat, keeping a respectable distance from Lin Tang while hoping to glean more information about him.
Lin Tang was only joking. He certainly wouldn't dare get cozy with Shatana right in front of his wife.
"Now you can't force my wife to participate in the consort selection anymore, can you?"
"Heh, as long as your identity is confirmed, of course we won't. Besides, no one was ever forced; it has always been voluntary."
"Hmph! So much for 'voluntary.' When I see my master again, I'll make sure he deals with all of you!" Lin Tang grinned, his threat blatant.
