I, Yun Chujiu, Do Not Care

Yun Chujiu sneered mockingly. "Marry him? Do you think that the identity of a gigolo is simple? An Feng and An Yin kept saying 'your Majesty' and 'your Qingxuan Continent'. Obviously, the three of them are not from Qingxuan continent. Perhaps, they're from the continent after the ascendance of a mighty figure."

"Putting aside the fact that our identities are so different, if I really liked someone, I wouldn't be afraid of some bullshit identity! Most importantly, do you think that the gigolo really likes me?"

The Silver Dragon was still confused. "I think the gigolo treats you quite well, Master. He gave you Spirit Stones and a ring!"

Yun Chujiu sighed. "Little Flame, you're so naive! Do you think that giving me something is love? I admit that the gigolo may have a good impression of me, but that was just curiosity and fun!