"Wan Wan, you are now the leader of a sect, the esteemed Queen Yin. In front of the two masters, how can you be so reckless?"
Jiang Dali glanced at Wan Wan, whose arms were wrapped around his thick neck like water snakes, and shook his head with a smile. With a vibration of his shoulder, he shook the octopus-like clinging woman from his embrace.
"What's so great about being Queen Yin? You still can't cling to my shoulders and get easily shaken off..."
Wan Wan exhaled softly, glanced at Jiang Dali, and then turned to the two monks, whose eyes were observing their noses and hearts. She gracefully paid her respects to Hui En and the others, saying, "Masters, indeed, I was reckless earlier. I apologize to you both!"
