"Senior Sister Zhang, here's your share of the resources!"
Zhu Ling'er called out with a beaming smile. Her spiritual power lifted a great heap of Storage Rings like a clear spring, and the rings gleamed brilliantly in the sunlight.
Senior Sister Zhang sat upright on the Dragon Throne. The moment she saw that heap of Storage Rings, astonishment swept across her previously calm face.
Her eyes widened as she stared at the sight before her in disbelief. The sheer number of Storage Rings left her doubtful.
"Junior Sister Zhu, how can I accept this? Isn't it rather inappropriate to allocate so many resources to me alone?!"
Senior Sister Zhang hurriedly waved her hands, a trace of embarrassment in her voice.
Yet Zhu Ling'er seemed not to notice anything unusual about her. Grinning, she pushed the heap of Storage Rings forward and said:
"Oh, Senior Sister Zhang, stop refusing! Everyone witnessed your contribution. Just accept them!"
Zhu Ling'er's words brimmed with sincerity and enthusiasm, making her difficult to refuse.
Senior Sister Zhang hesitated, but still tried to stand and push the Storage Rings back toward Zhu Ling'er.
However, the moment she tried to rise, her legs suddenly went limp as cooked noodles, as though every ounce of strength had drained from them.
Her body trembled slightly. She barely managed to steady herself before losing her balance and dropping back onto the Dragon Throne.
Senior Sister Zhang's face turned somewhat pale. She looked helplessly at Zhu Ling'er, inwardly lamenting her plight.
That little tormentor left me in such a sorry state, then walked away as though nothing had happened, dusting off his backside and leaving the three of us women unable to move.
Senior Sister Zhang sighed helplessly and finally decided to accept the resources.
After all, Zhu Ling'er also intended