"You're sure you want me to return to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect with you?"
Ao Yin's gaze locked onto Ning Rongrong before him. He wanted to see through the true thoughts hidden in her heart.
But under his direct stare, Ning Rongrong's cheeks grew hotter and hotter. Her body shifted slightly without her realizing it, filled with shy unease.
He... he hasn't seen through my little thoughts, has he?
"Ugh! Ning Rongrong, you're being far too reckless! You actually took the initiative to do something this embarrassing!"
"No! This is exactly what I should do!"
In truth, Ning Rongrong was conflicted as well. But after giving it another thought, she quickly steadied herself.
Even though she was the future heir of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, she still had many things she could not control.
If she did not take the initiative, how could she seize control of her own fate? Her life had always been hers to decide!
Ao Yin did not know that a simple moment of comfort that night had caused the little princess—who should have been humbled, reined in her arrogance, and understood her own shortcomings—to become even more extreme in her thinking.
Of course, that did not necessarily mean it was a bad thing. Ever since witnessing Ao Yin's talent and potential, Ning Rongrong's resolve to grow stronger had been stirred. Her will was far firmer and more resolute than it had been in the original course of events.
Ao Yin watched her quietly for a moment, then nodded slightly.
He could not make sense of the twists and turns in Ning Rongrong's heart.
But he knew that the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was indeed a good place to check in. Perhaps it could grant him higher-level rewards, allowing him to