"Uh, Master. I wouldn't dare carry Sister Li Meng'er. If she woke up and found herself being held by a man, I think she'd eat me alive. So, Master, you should do it. She wouldn't dare lay a hand on you," Li Qiye said.
Wang Yufan heard Li Qiye's words, looked him up and down, and then said,
"Are you that afraid of Li Meng'er, but not afraid of me?"
"Master, what are you saying? Of course, I'm afraid of you too. It's just that when I was in Li Shui Sect, the masters all told me that when a powerful woman loses her temper, ten men are no match for her.
So I think Sister Li Meng'er is like that. Although I've spent quite some time with her, I've managed to figure out a bit of her temper."
Hearing Li Qiye speak so earnestly, Wang Yufan said,
"Alright, then you can step aside." After speaking, Wang Yufan looked at Little Black.
Little Black felt the hairs on his body stand on end. He immediately communicated telepathically:
