Blood Fiend City.
Rakshasa Tower.
A reception room on the tenth floor.
Zhou Changqing and Zi Yan sat in two luxurious chairs, sipping tea as they waited.
"You big meanie, why hasn't anyone come yet? Is Rakshasa Tower scheming something? Do they have bad intentions toward us? Why don't we just smash this lousy place?"
Swinging her short legs in her chair, Zi Yan spoke with bored irritation.
Zhou Changqing glanced at the little girl, utterly speechless. "No wonder the Inner Academy students all call you the Brute Force King. You really are violent."
"We're here to do business, not cause trouble. Stop talking about smashing things at the drop of a hat. Hardly any time has passed, and you already can't sit still?"
"I'm still waiting for you to refine little pills for me. Sitting here waiting is such a waste of time. I finished all my little pills ages ago."
Zi Yan pouted and muttered under her breath.
How keen were Zhou Changqing's senses?
Naturally, he heard Zi Yan's muttering.
At once, he laughed in exasperation and tapped her smooth forehead with a finger. "Eat, eat, eat! All you think about is eating, you little glutton!"
"I don't want to either, but I need energy to grow up! You rotten guy, don't you want to see what I'll look like when I'm grown? I'll definitely be gorgeous!"
Zi Yan wasn't angry. Instead, she cupped her cheeks in her little hands, imagining what she would look like when she grew up.
Seeing this, Zhou Changqing had little else to say and could only humor her. "Yes, yes, yes. You'll definitely be the prettiest."
"Right? Right?"
Just as the two chatted idly, something happened.
The reception room door opened.
Two graceful figures walked in.
Zhou Changqing and Zi Yan stopped