At that moment, on Lingwu Island, in a presidential suite at the Glorious Hotel.
Chu Rong was sprawled across the bed.
She wore a pair of shorts that revealed her long, snow-white legs. They were so alluring that any man who saw them might be overcome by criminal urges.
"When is that bastard coming back?"
She looked thoroughly aggrieved.
The past few days had been driving her crazy. Ever since word got out that Xia Ping had advanced to the King Realm, people had been coming to seek him out without end.
Lingwu Island was remote, and few people ever visited. Now, countless spaceships had descended upon it, having flown from all over the Cloud Sky Realm, traveling tens of thousands of miles.
Since she was at Xia Ping's side, the people around her assumed she was his woman.
They couldn't find Xia Ping, but they could find her. One after another, they came calling with a mountain of gifts, hoping to meet him.
And they were all important figures: either heads of the various King Families or Kings themselves. Not one of them could be offended, and besides, it was hard to turn away someone who came with a smile.
So Chu Rong had no choice but to receive them one by one. She politely explained that Xia Ping had entered seclusion to cultivate and she didn't know when he would return, but that she would pass along the news of their visit.
Only then would those powerful figures, whom she couldn't afford to offend, agree to leave.
That alone would have been enough to rattle her. What shocked her even more was that her own master, along with many Kings of Moon Cold Palace, wanted to visit Xia Ping too. They hoped to forge a good relationship with