Glancing at Yang Ying, Wang Meng suddenly slapped his forehead. "I'm sorry, Senior Sister. Please forget what I just proposed. I wasn't thinking straight..."
He'd really been an idiot just now. His original intention was to find someone outstanding enough to make Tian'Er give up on him. Yang Ying's qualifications were more than enough, of course, but she was the number one beauty of the Holy Hall. Even if their relationship was fake, it would still affect her reputation. He and Zhang Xiaopang had gotten by for years with the attitude of 'I'm a rogue, what do I have to fear?', but that didn't mean everyone was like that. It would probably be better to ask Hu Jing for help.
"Okay." Yang Ying's reply was rather unexpected. "I trust you. But I have a favor to ask in return. You must help me perfect the Phoenix Dance in the Nine Heavens and Green Fall Yellow Springs Sword Technique. Our agreement will last until the Grand Tournament is over. How about it?" she asked quietly.
