"What do you mean, Nalan Yanran?" Yao Ye's expression froze. Nalan Jie was the empire's Lionheart Grand Marshal, while Nalan Yanran herself was the Misty Cloud Sect's Young Sect Master. Both held very special positions.
"What's wrong? Is there a problem?"
Feeling the soft, tender body in his arms, Fan Tian spoke gently.
"Do... do you want Nalan Yanran to serve you?" Yao Ye asked quietly.
"What are you thinking?" Fan Tian gave Yao Ye's bottom a hard pinch. "I heard Nalan Yanran has some Three-Year Agreement with a Wutan City boy. Is that true?"
Yao Ye blinked. She naturally knew about this, but she was curious. How had something like that caught the attention of such an important figure?
"Yes. Counting the days, there should be half a month left."
"What do you think?" Fan Tian asked.
Yao Ye lifted her supple breasts slightly and pressed her slender, delicate hand against Fan Tian's chest.
"Nalan Yanran is exceptionally gifted. Otherwise, Yun Yun wouldn't have taken her as a disciple. Even if that boy has regained his talent for cultivation, he couldn't possibly be Nalan Yanran's match."
Fan Tian nodded slightly. That was what any normal person would think.
Without Yao Lao and Gu Xun'er's help, Xiao Yan could never have defeated Nalan Yanran.
After all, so-called talent was actually a reflection of resources in every area. Cultivation techniques, Dou Techniques, medicinal pills-none could be lacking.
"Yao Ye, do as I say. Have Nalan Yanran come here in the Imperial Family's name."
Fan Tian paused and looked at Yao Ye. Seeing the hesitation in her eyes, he explained further, "That Xiao Yan has had some fortuitous encounters. His current strength is beyond what Nalan Yanran can defeat."
Fan Tian's gaze grew profound.
His main purpose in coming to the Jia