Suddenly, Yu Longting's kiss halted, and his knuckles tightened on my wrist, "He really has taken a liking to you."
I tentatively asked, "Do you mean he's taken a liking to me as his apprentice?"
"Yeah, other than you, he probably wouldn't choose anyone else as his successor. Otherwise, he wouldn't have shared his power with you at such a critical juncture of facing tribulation. Now, it all depends on your attitude," Yu Longting said without opposition, his voice low and tender as he inquired about my feelings.
Lost in thought at Yu Longting's words, I replied distractedly, "Does my attitude matter? He gave me his power without even asking me first."
"Zhang Zidao is drinking downstairs. If you don't agree, just tell him directly. There's no need to worry," Yu Longting said casually.
I widened my eyes in surprise, "What... What...?"
