Compared to the scheming and thoughts of adults, Ning Rongrong was much simpler.
The moment she saw Lu Yan, her exquisite little face was filled with indignation and resentment.
She had not forgotten the dream in "Heaven" that day.
The dignified young mistress of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had humiliatingly become his little maid, warming his bed and washing his feet.
After greeting Ning Fengzhi and the others, Lu Yan left the Crown Prince's Mansion without delay.
But not long after he stepped out of the mansion gates, a hurried, willful set of footsteps sounded behind him.
"Hey, why hasn't your lousy shop gone out of business yet?"
Ning Rongrong caught up to him, opening with an extremely rude jab.
Lu Yan could not even be bothered to raise his eyelids. He had no interest in the antics of a spoiled little girl like her.
His pace suddenly quickened, and after a few flashes of movement, he effortlessly left her far behind.
Yet his complete disregard only fully stirred Ning Rongrong's rebellious streak.
Back in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, everyone treated her like a treasure in their palm and obeyed her every word.
The more Lu Yan avoided her, the more she wanted to make him just like those disciples in her sect who bent to her every whim.
At the thought of Lu Yan bowing before her, a triumphant smile curled across Ning Rongrong's lips.
A monk might run away, but the temple could not.
She immediately changed targets and headed straight for "Heaven" to lie in wait.
But she did not know that Lu Yan only appeared at the shop when it was open for business.
The rest of the time, he mostly stayed at Moonlight Pavilion.
After all, Martial Soul fusion allowed the