"You have seen our sincerity, now it is time for you to fulfill your promise."
Chang'e said, dressed in a white court gown.
Standing behind Chang'e were the seven princesses of Heavenly Court.
Opposite them stood Wang Ming.
Some time ago, Chang'e suddenly ran into his Bronze Chariot, saying she wanted to make a deal with Wang Ming.
The substance of the deal was for Wang Ming to lift the effects left by the Creation God Fist on the seven princesses, and in return, they could lend the Lotus Lantern to Wang Ming for one more use.
After hearing what she had to say, Wang Ming instantly understood both sides' situations and immediately agreed to the terms of the deal.
"Are you trying to go back on your word?" Seeing Wang Ming remain motionless for so long, Star Lord of the Lunar Mansions Chang'e began to look displeased.
An aura unique to a Grand Luo Golden Immortal radiated from the upper body of Star Lord of the Lunar Mansions Chang'e, forming wave after wave of formless and intangible pressure.
Yet when this oppressive aura neared Wang Ming, nine dragon-shaped phantoms instantly materialized outside his body, neutralizing the pressure entirely.
"What's the rush? I didn't say I wouldn't fulfill my promise!"
As those words fell from Wang Ming, Chang'e's imposing aura vanished once more, and she resumed her cool and detached demeanor, much like an empty valley orchid.
Wang Ming was not afraid of Chang'e at all. With each interaction, Wang Ming had long since figured out Chang'e's temper, and moreover, this Chang'e was completely unsuited to being a businesswoman—she had no idea how to negotiate or make deals.
Her needs had been exposed far too early, which also made Wang Ming utterly fearless.
"I will keep my promise, but you'll