Ning Wuyou stood dazed for a long while before finally coming back to herself. She stamped her foot in frustration, her face flushed crimson. "What a shameless rake! How dare he take such liberties with me? Ning Wuyou, Ning Wuyou, have you no self-respect at all? How could you let him go without punishing him?"
She was furious with herself for being powerless in the face of Xu Yi.
It was a kind of shackling force that seemed to come from her bloodline, leaving her unable to resist him.
What infuriated her most was that the damned man had spouted a bunch of incomprehensible nonsense and then simply left.
What was that supposed to mean? Even in a brothel, a man couldn't take liberties with a woman and then casually send her on her way.
The thought only made her more embarrassed and annoyed. Ning Wuyou, you're the Northern Court Female Saint. How could you demean yourself like this? You shouldn't be thinking about brothels at all. Where's your reserve? Your pride and self-respect?
"Wuyou, look after my good friend Xue Xiang for me. You can leave all the Big Dipper Palace's miscellaneous affairs to him.
"He'll take care of them, so there's no need to worry."
Xu Yi's voice rang out again.
Ning Wuyou was incensed and was about to speak, only to see the man vanish in a wisp of smoke. She stamped her foot angrily, then suddenly began muttering to herself. "Wuyou, since when have you been so close to him? I wonder if he treats Chang'an, Yu Zixuan, and Yi Bingwei the same way."
While Ning Wuyou was fuming, a secret gathering was taking place on Snow City Island. Only five people had attended, and the meeting seemed to be causing no stir at all.
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