At that moment—
Qin Feng was sorting through the materials he needed in his room.
The Divine Artifacts in his hands were already more than enough, and he had even refined the Nine Cauldrons for Great Qin to suppress the Dragon Vein. But he had too many underlings, and they still needed to be properly equipped.
"Little Succubus is rather pitiful. She's the only one among Flower Snow Moon without a Divine Artifact. I should refine one to reward her!"
"Miss Dongfang hasn't had it easy as a spy either. I should refine one to console her!"
"Chen Zu doesn't seem to have a Divine Artifact, either. I wonder if I can spare some leftover materials and casually refine one for him!"
"Master San Nong already has Namo Gatling Bodhisattva. Should I make him a Namo Barrett Bodhisattva, too!?"
Just as Qin Feng was muttering to himself and preparing to begin Artifact Refining, someone suddenly eased open the door. A shadow slipped inside furtively, looking every bit like a suspicious character.
"Who's there!?"
Qin Feng raised an eyebrow and blurred forward, blocking the shadow's path.
At first, he had thought it was an assassin and was ready to kill them on the spot. But once he got a clear look, he realized the visitor was none other than Hongxing.
She was wearing a tight black leather bodysuit, the kind with a zipper running all the way from top to bottom.
"It's—it's me..."
Hongxing lowered her head, her cheeks crimson.
Though she was usually carefree and bold, with the spirit of Yang Guifei beheading An Lushan in battle, deep down she was still an unmarried young woman. Wearing a black leather bodysuit that accentuated her S-shaped curves made her feel unbearably embarrassed.
But when she remembered that she was now pursuing