Xiao Wu covered her mouth with a soft laugh, tilted her head, and thought it over before answering:
"Hmm... knowing Rongrong, I'd guess... she could keep it up until she got back to her room, climbed into bed, and was ready to sleep?"
"Who knows, she might come across a cute little night cat on the way, or remember something fun, and forget all about it."
"You know her pretty well..." Zhao Linchuan shook his head with a laugh.
Just then, Yue Shen silently appeared beside them.
She asked softly, "Would you like me to take care of it?"
"No need." Zhao Linchuan waved a hand. "Just teach him a lesson and show him what we're capable of."
"If I'm not mistaken, someone from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will come bearing lavish gifts first thing tomorrow morning to 'apologize.'"
"Huh? We beat someone up, and he'll still come apologize in person?" Xiao Wu blinked her big eyes, disbelieving.
In her mind, beating someone meant making an enemy. They'd be lucky if the other side didn't come looking for revenge. Why would they apologize?
Zhao Linchuan smiled and explained, "There's something you don't know. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's leader, Ning Fengzhi, is less a traditional Soul Master sect leader than a top-tier businessman, skilled at calculation and weighing the pros and cons."
"The way of the merchant is to read the moment and put profit first."
"As long as you're strong enough—strong enough that he thinks he can't beat you, or even sees a profit in dealing with you—then you could slap his left cheek in front of him, and he'd immediately turn around and offer you his right one, while asking whether your hand hurt and if you'd like to do business."
At this, a trace