"Eh, little Qingling, you..."
Xiao Qingmiao's beautiful eyes widened, "What do you mean by that?"
"Literal meaning."
After hesitating for a moment, Bai Feng said through gritted teeth, "Dark Queen, you once told Qingling that you greatly admire me, and if I ever encounter any trouble, I can always come to the Demon Emperor's Palace to find you. Does that still hold true?"
"Of course!"
Xiao Qingmiao put down the teapot, placed her hands on her waist, and frowned slightly, "Hmph, are you doubting my integrity? Years ago you asked me to take Yuerong as my disciple, and I passed all my knowledge to her. In just a hundred years, she became the renowned 'Embroidered Face Saint Maiden'! Have you forgotten!"
"Qingling dares not forget."
Seeing this straightforward and naive beauty caught in the situation, Bai Feng quickly returned to the main topic, "What Qingling wants to say is, now I really have encountered a tricky problem, and I wish to ask you, Dark Queen..."
"Call me sister!"
