Just as Sun Liuliu was pondering how to make Lu Feng go all out in forging the next batch, Lu Feng spoke first.
"Miss Sun, besides delivering this first batch of forged ice crystals, I have a small matter I would like to trouble Miss Sun with."
"What is it?" Sun Liuliu came back to herself and looked at Lu Feng. At once, a measure of displeasure welled up in her heart. She had already realized that Lu Feng had deliberately cut corners in forging the ice crystals, likely for the sake of this very request.
If she refused, the subsequent forging would likely grow worse with each batch.
Though Sun Liuliu was indignant, the importance of the Southern God Fire left her no choice but to swallow this grievance. In her heart, however, she had already drawn a red circle around Lu Feng's name, waiting only for the day she could erase him.
Lu Feng naturally knew that this would provoke Sun Liuliu's displeasure and resentment, but he did not care in the slightest. They were enemies as good as sworn to the death already—what did another scrap of hatred or conflict matter?
Lu Feng immediately began spinning a tale. "Some time ago, by a stroke of fate, I came to know the Lin Family Young Miss. We hit it off at first sight, and I have fallen for her day and night. Thus, I would like to borrow the Sun Family's influence to lend the Lin Family a little support. Would Miss Sun be willing?"
Sun Liuliu was visibly stunned for a moment by those words, her gaze unconsciously sweeping over the three or four Business Contracts Lu Feng had taken out on his own. She had thought Lu Feng would raise some difficult demand, but she had