Heavenly Seal Sword Master, in his youth, was given the courtesy name An with the style name Hidden Sword.
Only those who were extremely close to him would occasionally refer to him by this name in private settings.
The aura of gods and the Demon Lord tangled and intertwined in the air.
After a long time, the arms that were tightly embracing her waist slowly loosened, and he asked, "Are you satisfied now?"
Arao slowly pushed herself up, frowning as she rubbed her waist.
It seemed... she had gone too far.
"By your own choice, you degrade yourself. Have all the things I've taught you gone to the dogs?!"
"Degrade myself?" she touched her unusually warm and full lower belly, smiling carefreely on her face, "Why does Master think that I am degrading myself and getting what I want? The treasure that Yun Rong did not treasure, what's wrong with me claiming it for her in advance?"
