Ning Zhirou looked at Lin Yun's faintly smiling expression, then at the Ice Empress standing behind him like a maid, and felt bitterness well up in her heart.
'A frog at the bottom of a well. I truly am a frog at the bottom of a well!'
Ning Zhirou sounded an alarm for herself inwardly. This was the consequence of insufficient strength and narrow horizons. Having never seen a truly powerful expert, she had thought herself invincible beneath the heavens, never realizing that before a real powerhouse, she was merely an ant that could be crushed at will.
Speaking of which, it was also because the Seven-Colored Glazed Jade Tea had turned her Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda into an eight-story pagoda that her mindset had become somewhat inflated.
As the saying went, one could not possess both humility and Thunderbolt Yatales. After breaking the ten-thousand-year limitation of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda and becoming the owner of an Eight Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda, Ning Zhirou's usual caution had temporarily been overshadowed.
She knew the force behind Lin Yun would not be easy to provoke, and she had previously instructed the two Sect Guardian Douluo not to offend him. What she had never expected was that Lin Yun would arrive at the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Clan with such overwhelming bearing, giving her a warning blow the moment they met.
How laughable that she had actually thought of communicating with Lin Yun as an equal. With such a gap in strength...
Could equality even be possible?
Thinking of this, Ning Zhirou felt much more at ease. She casually tossed the two ice sculptures behind her, then gracefully dipped into a bow before Lin Yun. "This humble woman greets you, my lord. Please do not blame us for our poor