"Fine. As expected, she's no good person."
Before long, Zhao Huanhuan returned. Since they had already tracked down the Glamorous Woman's residence, there was no need to keep following her.
After returning, she fixed her eyes tightly on Qin Jiuge, as though waiting for a reward.
Qin Jiuge rolled his eyes at her. The meaning could not have been clearer—there would absolutely be no reward.
"What a miser."
Zhao Huanhuan pouted her pink lips and muttered under her breath.
"There may be no reward, but that doesn't mean there won't be something else."
Qin Jiuge spoke softly. Upon hearing this, Zhao Huanhuan's eyes immediately lit up.
She knew this bad man would not disappoint her.
And sure enough, perhaps they were about to have some proper fun next.
That night, they slipped in with the wind, moistening all things soundlessly.
At the Glamorous Woman's doorstep, two figures dressed in black descended from the sky and crept over furtively.
"Why have you two come in the dead of night? Could it be that you intend to do something wicked to a helpless little woman like me?"
The Glamorous Woman sensed the disturbance, and the lights inside quickly came on.
She wore a thin red silk robe. Beneath the lamplight, it seemed that even the scenery beneath it was laid bare in full, utterly and completely.
At the sight, Zhao Huanhuan nearly exposed herself on the spot. Unable to help herself, she spat in disdain. In her eyes, this woman was far too shameless.
Qin Jiuge did not reveal himself so easily. He spoke in a low voice, "What I want is the Blissful Blood Pool. I presume you have heard of it. Since you have, stop playing dumb when you know perfectly well."
Hearing Qin Jiuge's words, the Glamorous Woman let