Sang Huo was stunned by the blow, and the pink mist around him instantly dissipated.
The charm didn't work?
Why? Because of that terrifying purple lightning just now?
That must be true.
While he was still in a daze, Su Diandian slapped him again: "I'm asking you a question! Are you going to teach me illusion magic or not?"
Bai Chao cheered from inside the doll's earring: "Good job, Sister Wife! That wicked vixen tried to take advantage of you, so he deserved to be hit."
"Shut up!" Sang Huo snapped. "Don't you want to?"
"I...I..." Bai Chao gradually fell silent.
He admitted it, he thought so.
Sang Huo chuckled foolishly, but his gaze never left Su Diandian.
He asked, "Su Dian, were all the things you said before true?"
"What do you mean, real or fake?" Su Diandian asked as she put on her outer garment.
Sang Huo remained silent for a long time before finally uttering the names he was reluctant to mention: "Lu Jian, Siji Huang, Zhenming..."
"Stop!" Su Diandian said sternly. "They're all real. These are all my ex-husbands in this body."
As she spoke, she counted on her fingers: "If you really think about it, you should count... maybe... probably... the seventh, eighth, or ninth? Or maybe the tenth."
There were too many men, so many that she couldn't even count them all.
Sang Huo remained unmoved, and it was unknown what he was thinking.
Su Diandian leaned forward and reached out to lift his delicate chin.
"You wretched wretch, if you're willing to teach me illusion magic, how about I give you a spirit stone mine in return?"
Sang Huo's eyes curved slightly, and as his gaze shifted, he slowly raised his arm and took her hand: "Alright, this young master will teach you illusion magic."
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