Mad Dog Nalan Yanran

Zhongzhou Continent, Soul Hall headquarters.

Hall Master Hun Miesheng was, as always, listening to his subordinates report on the progress of work at the various branch halls. Such uneventful days had begun to bore him.

"Hmm?"

Just as Hun Miesheng was nearly bored enough to yawn, he suddenly frowned and raised a hand to stop the Soul Emissary reporting below. He said nothing more, merely giving a light wave of his hand. The Soul Emissary was perceptive enough to rise and silently leave the hall.

After the Soul Emissary left, Hun Miesheng's lips twitched. His eyes lowered slightly as his icy voice echoed through the great hall.

"Come out."

"Hehehe~ Hall Master, what a temper you have~"

A clear, seductive laugh like tinkling silver bells drifted through the hall. Black-purple smoke then brushed across Hun Miesheng's exceedingly noble throne. When the smoke dispersed, an enchanting woman with a voluptuous figure was seated upon the armrest of the stone chair.

Former Soul Hall Venerable Elder, one of the Joyful Desire Venerables, Hun Yan.

"If you get angry too often, you'll age easily, you know, Hall~ Mast~ er~"

Hun Yan smiled alluringly and leaned her delicate body against Hun Miesheng's shoulder. Her slender jade finger teasingly hooked beneath his chin, while her intoxicating fragrance filled the entire hall. Her breathtakingly beautiful face bore a bewitching smile that ordinary men would find impossible to resist.

However, Hun Yan was not facing an ordinary man. Before her highly seductive behavior, Hun Miesheng's expression did not change, though he frowned slightly.

A year ago, Hun Yan had merely been Soul Hall expendable material, someone he could not even be bothered to spare a glance. Yet now, she dared act so brazenly and disrespectfully before him, openly sitting on his seat and flirting with him. An