"Not even with Daozhang Xiao Xingchen?" A wicked grin spreads across Xue Yang's face, and he lets the belt deliberately fall to the ground. "Then I'm doing you quite the favor, aren't I? You should be grateful. Maybe I'll even teach him for you, too."

Belt now out of the way, Xue Yang starts to untie Song Lan's inner robes, though he leaves his outer robe in place for now.