"Ah, what are you doing?" Qu Linglong exclaimed as if struck by lightning, hastily withdrawing her hand from Wang Xiaoqiang's grasp.
"Ahem, Linglong, sit down and have a drink with me."
Qu Linglong bit her silver tooth and said, "King of Windrise, you enjoy your meal and drink slowly, I shall take my leave."
"Take your leave? If you leave, who will attend to me while I eat and drink?" Wang Xiaoqiang laughed. "Also, don't call me King of Windrise, call me Wang Xiaoqiang. It sounds more intimate."
"Fine, Wang Xiaoqiang, let's make a deal. I'll accompany you for this meal, and this matter will end here. Our grievances will be written off," Qu Linglong said as she pulled out a chair and sat across from Wang Xiaoqiang, staring at him. "Can you keep your word?"
Seeing Qu Linglong sit down, Wang Xiaoqiang happily said, "Don't worry, Wang Xiaoqiang always keeps his word."
