Wang Dong'er led Huo Yuhao to a guest room.
"Yuhao, this is the place in our sect best suited for ice-attribute Soul Masters to cultivate. Rest well here!"
The moment they arrived at the door, threads of cold air seeped out through the cracks.
After releasing his spiritual power and sensing it carefully, Huo Yuhao knew this room was absolutely suitable for him.
"Mm, thank you."
Huo Yuhao shook his head helplessly at Dong'er's preferential treatment, but fortunately, he was not the sort to stand on ceremony.
He accepted it without hesitation.
"Dong'er, go obtain your Soul Ring first. Don't worry about me."
He rubbed her head, indicating that she could leave first. Since she had already arranged everything for him, it was time for him to handle his own affairs.
Dong'er nodded. Upon closer inspection, a faint blush could still be seen on her cheeks.
Watching Dong'er turn and leave, Yuhao smiled indulgently.
Hmph!
A cold snort brimming with jealousy rang out.
A little scorpion slowly crawled out from atop Huo Yuhao's head, staring irritably at the departing Wang Dong'er.
"Alright, Ice Empress. That was only Dong'er's father. She has no direct connection to him, and she was merely being used as well."
He gently rubbed the little scorpion's head with a finger, soothing her emotions.
"That may be true, but..."
Ice Empress did not say the rest. After all, Yuhao was right. One person's mistakes did not need to implicate others who knew nothing about them.
"Hehe, Bingbing, there's no need to care so much!"
A cute little ice silkworm slowly crawled out from Yuhao's right shoulder and joined him in persuading Ice Empress.
"Think about it—we can turn things around! For example, we could leave some of our methods on Dong'er."
"The little bug is right, little