Zhu Juntang pushed at the kitchen door, but it had been locked from the inside. Clearly, they did not welcome the head chef's guidance on their crude culinary skills.
She bent down and peered through the hole in the door that the sheep had smashed open. Yan Qingcheng stood at the other end of the counter, four or five meters away from that old bastard. Only then did Zhu Juntang relax slightly and call out, "I'll come check on you anytime."
After issuing her warning, Zhu Juntang began to think things over carefully.
Liu Chang'an was a man of firm will, even slightly stronger-willed than Zhu Juntang herself. He would not become so warped and perverted just because he had changed identities. So when he had hugged Zhu Juntang earlier, it could not have been because he had suddenly been conquered by a fairy's peerless charm and wanted to defile her.
Considering her outstanding performance today, it was most likely that Zhu Juntang's abilities had finally earned his recognition. He was preparing to pass the position of Sect Master of the Nine Provinces Wind and Thunder Sword Sect to her, acknowledging her as the legitimate successor and distinguishing her from unregistered stepdaughters like Yan Qingcheng.
That was highly possible. Thinking so, Zhu Juntang happily strutted about with her head held high. When she walked into the living room, she even looked upon Qin Yanan with utter disdain.
"After dinner tonight, come over to my place and have some fun. Let me play the host... no, the Sect Master. This place of hers is too small and there's nothing to do. There are only two rooms to sleep in, too." Zhu Juntang warmly invited Yan Huaye.
"Zhu Juntang, have I offended you somehow? Invite whoever you want, but why do you