Nian Bing squinted his eyes at Bing Yun, "How can you start dreaming in broad daylight? Of course, if you're willing to get into bed with me, I might consider your proposal. However, we can only progress one meter at a time. I estimate by the time we reach the Ice God Tower, you'll be very old, maybe even have given me a bunch of children, hahaha."
"You..." Bing Yun raised her hand to slap Nian Bing's face, but he caught her cold little hand. "Do you think you're a samurai? Put your claws away." Saying this, he violently threw Bing Yun's hand away.
Thousand Illusion Ice Cloud, Bing Yun, had never been insulted like this before. Her full chest heaved with anger. However, she didn't strike him again. "You're not fit to be a noble mage. You're pleased to insult me, aren't you? Fine, I'll tell you something now. Surely it'll calm you down. Your parents aren't dead."