"W-wait, what?!" she wailed inwardly. "How does the manor have yet another woman in it?! And this time she's... the mature, older-sister type?!"
She looked at Great Master of Fate's mature, stunning face, her cold yet bewitching air, and the outfit that showed off her figure to perfection.
Ning Rongrong felt a nameless anger, mixed with a sour taste, rush straight to her head.
She secretly spat in disgust, then punched the air toward Zhao Linchuan's bedroom. Bah! Zhao Linchuan, you lecher! You two-timing womanizer! Honestly... honestly, you'll take anyone you can get!
You bring home women of every kind!
Don't you worry... worry you'll keel over from overindulgence?!
She could curse all she wanted and be as angry as she liked, but Ning Rongrong soon calmed down.
She touched her smooth cheek, then thought of her "pitiful" Soul Power at Level 27 and remembered why she had come to this manor in the first place. She immediately decided there was no point getting worked up over the "older sister" who'd just arrived.
I can't let anyone else get ahead of me! His body... no! The pill! I'm determined to get it! A thought flashed through her mind.
Ning Rongrong quickly composed herself, straightened her dress, and headed toward the living room with a light step.
Whatever happened, she had to see that bastard Zhao Linchuan first.
As for the pill, she had to keep working on him.
As for the newcomer... Hmph, there was plenty of time. She, Miss Ning, had been here first!
Besides, she was the young miss of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!
All in all, the advantage was hers!
As she walked, she cheered herself on inwardly.
A long while later, in the living room.
Ning Rongrong buzzed around Zhao Linchuan like a