Nalan Yanran's punishment ended there.
As for that overly painful experience, Nalan Yanran changed out of the outfit she hated with every fiber of her being at lightspeed. Though the moment she took it off, she had originally wanted to burn the thing to ash on the spot.
It should have been burned...
"So? How did Nalan deal with it?"
Yao Wan could not help asking with a trace of curiosity.
"I burned it. What, did you expect me to keep it?"
Nalan Yanran lowered her head to drink her tea and answered flatly.
"Really? That's kind of a shame."
Yao Wan propped up her chin, then picked up a pastry from the table and stuffed it into her mouth. Nalan Yanran nearly choked, and only after a while did the gurgling sounds gradually stop.
"What's a shame? Don't tell me you wanted me to keep that filthy thing?"
"No, it was pretty rare. It was a little gift the Demon Realm Master gave us when we went to the Demon Realm before. Dou Sheng-level magical beast fur isn't that easy to get, not to mention the Dou Qi Continent doesn't have that many Dou Sheng magical beasts right now..."
Yao Wan murmured subconsciously, but as soon as the words left her mouth, she also paused without realizing it.
"Oh, about ten years have passed by now. Maybe Dou Sheng magical beasts aren't that rare anymore?"
"You'd better ask that Little Phoenix of yours about that."
"Little Phoenix..."
Reminded by Nalan Yanran, Yao Wan unconsciously thought back to Feng Qing'er, who had once been trained into perfect obedience by her, and could not help saying, "Come to think of it, before we set off, I did tell her to manage the Heaven Demon Phoenix Clan properly. I wonder how things