Shi Nian didn't know if the grape was sweet.
But Lu Zhuoyan's splendid expression was quite pleasing to her anyway.
"Keep peeling, don't stop," Shi Nian continued loudly.
Lu Zhuoyan glanced sideways at Shi Nian.
His little nephew now looked utterly smug, lounging with crossed legs, spitting out grape skins.
It was infuriating no matter how one looked at it!
Lu Zhuoyan smiled.
Ah, very good.
A gentleman's revenge is not too late even if it comes after ten years.
Let's see what the future holds!
After circling around Mei City, they continued towards other cities in Ling Country.
The carriage crossed the entire Ling Country, with Shi Nian occasionally showing her face for the Demon Clan to admire.
In the capital of Ling Country.
Yin Yu looked up anxiously at the carriage frame above.
Mo Yin!
It was that demoness Mo Yin up there!
If he could find a way to meet Mo Yin, maybe he could escape his current predicament.
