Fragrance of Flowers

After chatting for a few minutes, Rodjielin became a little more familiar with her. The indifference in her eyes from the beginning was gone, replaced by a restrained emotion whose pleasure or anger was hard to discern.

But judging from the change in her attitude, Jiang Han decided to count her as being in a good mood, and naturally brought up Histeria:

"Xiya... heh, she's my master..."

Rodjielin smiled politely, swept her gaze over Jiang Han's face, and offered a compliment that was not at all frivolous:

"It isn't hard to see that Xiya is a very lovely witch."

Does that mean I'm as lovely as Master? Heh, a classical witch indeed—even her compliments are never spoken outright... Jiang Han returned a reserved smile and followed the topic onward:

"My master and I are planning to make, um, a dragon ecological park..."

As she spoke, she watched Rodjielin's expression. The other woman's lips seemed to curl ever so slightly, prompting Jiang Han to immediately change her wording:

"...You know, quite a few land-dwellers and witches don't understand the wondrous aspects of dragon ecology, so Xiya and I intend to set up an ecological park that can popularize dragon ecology, while also bringing in some revenue."

Rodjielin was neither some naive sweetheart nor a shut-in woman obsessed with scientific research.

The fact that she had been able to cooperate with Angelite all this time showed that she had gotten what she wanted from Angelite as well. Fame, prestige, status, even power—perhaps even this place had been built with Angelite's money. After all, Angelite was always quite generous toward her own money trees.

Thus, Jiang Han frankly admitted that she "wanted to create marketing."

That candor had brought fairly good results. Rodjielin said in an even tone:

"Indeed."

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