"Sister Jing, nothing would please me more than accepting your pledge of sisterhood. however, you're my senior. How can I let you refer to me as 'big sister?' It is so improper. Please continue." Inwardly, Daji praised her charisma, gloating at her ability to take a 10,000 years old, rank-ten Holy Beast Sovereign as a little sister.
"Of course. You, Daji, are the leader of this faction—the big boss. How can I just swagger in and adopt a senior position? That would be improper. Though I have yet to see your face, based on your figure alone, I dare say that your beauty eclipses a field of blooming flowers—outshining the sun and moon. Wherever you go, all lower their heads—women, for they accept their inferiority—and men, because they know that, in this life or another, they will never be worthy of kissing the sole of your feet. Becoming your little sister is the result of good fortune accumulated throughout all my previous lifetimes!"
