"It's nothing. This place has everything you could need—it's even better than your old room. Plus, you'll have someone to look after you."
Ma Tian'Er blushed slightly, while Jiangg Qingqing at her side eagerly volunteered, "I'll take care of you!"
"Ahem, I'm a grown man. I don't need anyone to take care of me. Forget it, just forget it."
Fan Hong turned to Jiangg Qingqing, his big, watery eyes full of pitiful charm. "Senior Sister, I can barely take care of myself. Why don't you look after me instead?"
"Fan Xiaoniao, get lost! Go roll as far away as your dirty mind can take you!"
Jiangg Qingqing was a Demon Cultivator, always outspoken and holding nothing back. Wang Meng, however, found her style a little hard to handle.
Wang Meng and Sanmao returned to his room. He thought back to Sanmao's attack. 'To be honest, that was pretty damn impressive.'
