Jiang Fan narrowed his eyes. "So, are you going to fly or not?"
Linglong writhed and screamed, "No, no! I'll die before I fly for you!"
Fine!
Jiang Fan untied Linglong from the rack and brought her out of the Space Mirror. She squirmed like a caterpillar, cursing relentlessly, "You bastard! Don't even think about using me!"
Jiang Fan didn't say a word. He just flipped her face-down. Then, he mounted her, sitting squarely astride her waist.
"Ah! What are you doing? Get the hell off me!" Linglong was anxious and infuriated, struggling and twisting non-stop.
SMACK!
Jiang Fan slapped the back of her head with a backhand strike. "Behave! If you keep thrashing around, I'll bring out the Big Black Stick!"
Having already suffered under the Divine Wood, Linglong shuddered. She gritted her teeth, a mix of shame and anger on her face. "You dare treat me like this?! I'm telling you, you and Chaoge are completely finished!"
