Little Taotie recalled past memories, a tear lingering at the corner of her eye, "But Master is dead..."
Prince Ming sneezed.
This time it wasn't because of the cold.
It was because he felt offended, after all, he was her master, and her saying her master is dead was essentially cursing him!
Prince Ming coughed dryly, "I'm very much alive."
"Are you...really my master?"
Little Taotie blinked at him with misty eyes.
This person bore some resemblance to her master.
Was he from the master's past?
Her master from a previous life?
He appeared like a very powerful immortal. How did her powerful immortal master become Horse-face?
The little Taotie's mind was full of question marks, her gaze becoming bewildered.
Her eyes were very beautiful, seemingly filled with countless stars, and when she was confused, those stars wandered in the depths of her eyes like a frenzied galaxy cascading down.
Prince Ming gazed at her and immediately uttered a stern rebuke.
