As his words fell, Feng Guang's vision suddenly transformed from a bamboo forest into a sea of clouds soaring into the sky. Startled, she could only scramble onto Wu Ya's body, using both her hands and feet. She couldn't fly at all now; if she fell from the sky, she would surely die.
Wuya didn't make a move. He just let Fengguang hang on him without even looking at her. He smiled seductively and said, "If Fengguang refuses, I'll throw her down."
His nonchalant tone surprisingly made it impossible for anyone to doubt the truthfulness of his words.
Feng Guang hugged him tightly, not daring to let go. "I agree, okay?! Master! You're my master from now on!"
In a life-or-death situation, all talk of backbone is meaningless.
As soon as she finished speaking, the scene before her changed again, revealing a lush green bamboo forest.
Feng Guang breathed a sigh of relief. Just as she was about to let go and get off him, he supported her buttocks with one hand and patted her back with the other, preventing her from leaving.
Wuya said happily, "My good disciple, I will definitely teach you well in the future."
Feng Guang had never met someone with such a terrible temper. She was forced to lean her head on Wuya's shoulder, and thinking about the miserable life she would have to endure in the future, she felt like crying but had no tears left.
Things took a completely different turn from what she had imagined. She had thought that she would take the initiative to win over Wuya and live a carefree and happy life with him. But after meeting Wuya, she finally understood the saying that imagination is beautiful, but reality is harsh.
Becoming Wuya's disciple was now a done deal. Wuya generously offered Fengguang the room next to his, adding, "If Fengguang doesn't like it, he can sleep in the same room as me."
Although Fengguang considers itself open, it is not open to this extent. She said directly, "I refuse."
"Why?" He couldn't understand her refusal. "I know some masters sleep with their young apprentices, supposedly because it makes them feel safer."
Feng Guang: "How old is the apprentice you mentioned?"
"It seems like..." he thought for a moment, "...about six years old."
Feng Guang's lips twitched. "Do I look like a child?!"
"Fengguang is only 160 years old this year, still very young." He patted her head again and said expectantly, "Why haven't Fengguang's dragon horns appeared yet?"
"My dragon horns aren't just any ordinary dragon horns!" As if to prove her words, two dragon horns immediately grew back on Fengguang's head.
Wuya was very satisfied with this, and he chuckled softly, "As expected, it's still a young dragon."
"You're the baby dragon! Your whole family are baby dragons!" Feng Guang slapped away his hand that was poking at her dragon horns, trying to take a deep breath, calm herself down, and make the dragon horns disappear. However, she couldn't calm down in front of Wuya.
Wuya was rudely slapped away by her, but he wasn't angry. Instead, he said in a magnanimous and cheerful tone, "Little dragon, I allow you to lose your temper with me."
His words sounded like a tremendous blessing.
However, Feng Guang only belatedly grasped one key point: "What did you call me?"
He smiled calmly, "Little dragon~"
The final, rising note can make your body go weak.
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