"Mm, okay, it doesn't matter, since we've come to Sunan already, we're not in a rush." The tyrant said, then turned to Qingluan, "My girl, if I have the chance, I'd like to introduce you to some women I know. Tsk, tsk, you do have a similar temperament to them, but you're a bit better, hmm, your kung fu should be a bit stronger than theirs."
"Hehe, I just want to stay by Song Yun's side, that's enough. I never dare to compare myself with others," Qingluan laughed.
"Haha, I've noticed you're still a bit different from them; you're much more humble. Those girls are quite beautiful, but they are very arrogant. Even I get ignored by them. Not bad, Song Yun, finding such a wonderful girl is your good fortune! Qingluan, as your martial uncle, I don't have much to offer, but I'll give you a family heirloom. This heirloom has been passed down in my family for generations, it's very valuable." As he spoke, the tyrant began to search in his pocket.
