“Is there anything I can do for you, my lord?” Mo Fei stood in Shi Quan’s star car, asking with a smile.
Shi Quan looked at Mo Fei, wanted to say something but stopped on a second thought
“Let me help you clean the room.” Mo Fei said.
“No, no.” Shi Quan hurriedly waved his hand.
Mo Fei smiled at Shi Quan, “Why are you being so polite? I am your squire. And that’s my job.”
The little golden flood dragon suddenly got out of Mo Fei’s neck, and opened his mouth to Shi Quan wearing ferocious eyes, revealing his scarlet tongue.
“Ah!” Shi Quan held his scream in the throat, and took a step back
Mo Fei smiled and looked at Shi Quan in panic, “My lord, are you all right?”
Shi Quan shook his head and tried to stay still, “Nothing.”
Mo Fei narrowed his eyes and grabbed Shi Quan, asking through sound transmission “When did you discover my identity?”
Shi Quan’s face changed, then he said after plucking up some courage, “A few days ago.”
“How?” Asked Mo Fei.
“I recognized the scent of your star herbs.” Shi Auan said through sound transmission.
Mo Fei frowned impatiently. Does this guy have a dog’s nose?
Mo Fei and Shi Quan did not speak, and continued communicating with each other through sound transmission.
“…”
There was sound of footsteps and the door was kicked open.
Both Mo Fei and Shi Quan were taken aback.
Shi Quan looked at Feng Xi, “Infanta Feng, shouldn’t knock the door before coming in?”
Feng Xi frowned, “We are all in jianghu, we don’t need to mind those informal details, you know?”
“It’s a matter of common courtesy.” Muttered Shi Quan.
Feng Xi arrogantly looked at him, saying disapprovingly, “What? Are you doing some shady things in the room that you don’t want me to see?”
Shi Quan blackened his face, “What nonsense are you talking about?”
Feng Xi said with dissatisfaction, “Nonsense? If you haven’t done anything shady, why are you afraid of being seen by me?”
Shi Quan said helplessly, “You are really being unreasonable.”
“My lord, please excuse me.” Mo Fei cupped his hands.
Shi Quan nodded, “OK.”
Feng Xi frowned, “What is he doing here?”
“He’s my bodyguard. He’s here to help me clean the room.” Shi Quan said, unruffled.
Feng Xi looked at Shi Quan suspiciously, then approached him and said, “Really? But I heard the imperial capital is popular of raising toy boys. Is it possible you have feelings for that guy and wants to learn it from them?”
Shi Quan shook his head, and his face turned pale with fright, “Hey, don’t talk nonsense!” Lou Yu is easy to get jealous. If those words came into his ears, I’d be so dead.
Feng Xi twitched her mouth, “Just kidding! What are you so nervous about?”
Shi Quan said irritably, “That’s not funny.”
“Why are you so anxious? Do you really have a thing with him?” pouted Feng Xi.
Shi Quan bit his teeth, “Don’t talk nonsense. How is that even possible? Don’t try to ruin my reputation! I still haven’t gotten married!”
Feng Xi gave him an eye, saying grumpily, “Come on! You even haven’t grown your pubes and want a wife already? Pooh!”
Shi Quan, “…” Today, he is nearly forty years old, which is still young for a cultivator, but by any measure he has already grown his pubes.