Xin Huohuo took a deep breath, her fingers gripping her bowl and chopsticks tightly.
"A guest should defer to their host. I am the master of this house, so by all rights, you should get my permission before entertaining guests here. My dear future Demon Lord, even if it's just for courtesy's sake, would you please give me the details of your meeting—the process and the outcome?" She bared her teeth in a fake show of politeness, trying her best not to act like a petulant girl and appear as serious and official as possible.
"I thought you were about to throw your bowl at me," Bei Mingyuan said, suppressing a laugh.
'Ahhh, she's so adorable. Every expression she makes is cute, making it impossible for me to stay worried. I really want to go and pinch her cheeks!' the love-struck Demon Lord mused to himself.
