Ning Rongrong and Snow White

Ever since their first meeting that afternoon, Ning Rongrong seemed to have found an interesting new toy. Every few days, she would beg her father, Ning Fengzhi, to send her into the palace, claiming she wanted to discuss cultivation insights with Snow White.

Ning Fengzhi was happy to see it happen. He readily agreed every time and even carefully prepared all sorts of snacks and toys that little girls liked for Ning Rongrong to bring along.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect was rich enough to rival a nation, so naturally, everything was of the finest quality.

Thus, Snow White's training routine, which had originally consisted of nothing but ice and cultivation, was forcefully filled with one little girls' tea party after another.

"Big Sister Xue! Look, look! My daddy bought this crystal swan from a southern merchant caravan! Isn't it beautiful? It's for you!" Ning Rongrong held up a crystal sculpture that was translucent and gleaming, refracting seven-colored light beneath the sun. She stuffed it into Snow White's arms as though presenting a treasure.

Snow White looked at the expensive crystal swan in her arms, then at Ning Rongrong, whose sparkling eyes and eager expression practically screamed for praise. She felt somewhat at a loss.

She was not used to receiving such enthusiastic gifts from others.

"It's too valuable," she softly declined.

"Oh, what's so valuable about that!"

Ning Rongrong waved her hand carelessly, picked up a rabbit-shaped pastry, and took a bite. Speaking indistinctly through the food, she said, "Our Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect may not have much else, but we have plenty of money! As long as you like it! Oh, right, this snowflake pastry is delicious too. Hurry and try some!"

Ning Rongrong stuffed a pastry into Snow White's palm. Watching her eat with such