"Give me eight drops of water. One drop less, and I'll kill you!" Then, Qiao Mu struck the top of the water droplet using her ferule without leaving any room for protest.
Everyone stared at her, dumb as a wooden chicken.
I-is this the attitude you should have when you plead for holy water?
Ah… no! The Sect Master stretched out her hand and looked on helplessly as her grand-disciple smacked Lord Holy Water on its head with a ferule.
"Guru! Guru guru!" If a water droplet had fur, it would definitely be bristling in anger right now.
Audacious, audacious, audacious! You audacious brat! How dare you hit Lord Holy Water?!
Eh? This little girl is really fresh and juicy and brimming with the succulent taste that I, Lord Holy Water, like! She smells so good! This is great!
Hehe, she'll definitely be quite a nice host for Lord Holy Water!
