Hu Liena was practically pressed against him.
A fox tail flickered in and out of sight beneath her skirt, lightly brushing against Lu Ming's calf.
It was an extremely subtle attempt to please him.
Ning Rongrong happily ran to Lu Ming's other side.
She directly hugged his left arm.
"Lu Ming, do you think our home is big?"
"The Treasure Pavilion over there is filled with the finest gemstones my father has collected!"
Lu Ming glanced in the direction she pointed.
"Just a pile of worthless rocks."
"Only you people would treat them like treasures."
Ning Rongrong shook his arm indignantly.
The fullness of her chest occasionally brushed against Lu Ming's arm.
"They're not worthless rocks!"
"I'll take you to pick out the prettiest ones later."
Bone Douluo, walking ahead of them, heard this and got so angry that his beard practically stood on end.
His tender little cabbage was practically offering herself straight to the pig!
Ning Fengzhi coughed.
"Rongrong, don't be rude."
"Emperor Lu has seen much of the world. Naturally, ordinary trinkets would not catch his eye."
The group soon arrived at the Main Hall used for receiving guests.
Tables and chairs carved from Zitan Wood stood in the center of the hall.
Ning Fengzhi was just about to invite Lu Ming to take a seat in the guest seat.
Yet Lu Ming did not slow down, instead heading straight for the main seat at the very top.
He sat down without the slightest hesitation.
The air in the hall instantly froze.
A trace of Sword Qi leaked uncontrollably from Sword Douluo's body.
This was practically grinding the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's dignity beneath his feet.
Lu Ming shifted into a more comfortable position against the chair back.
He raised his eyes and swept them over