With that thought, Jiang Nannan reached out and pinched her smooth, delicate cheek.
"Dong'er is so pretty. No wonder my darling Lin likes her."
Wang Dong'er's cheeks flushed slightly, and she rolled her eyes.
"Who wants that bastard to like me?!"
Then she asked a little cautiously, "Sister Nannan, you're not angry anymore, are you?"
Jiang Nannan smiled. "Actually, I wasn't all that angry to begin with."
She was telling the truth. The reason she had pretended to be angry earlier
was naturally to put Wang Dong'er in her place, even if the two of them would become sisters in the future.
They still had to decide who was the elder and who was the younger, didn't they?
Jiang Nannan certainly wanted to be the elder one.
Judging by Wang Dong'er's reaction now, her show of authority had worked.
Besides... last night, when Wang Dong'er had left the tent,
Jiang Nannan had picked up where she left off...
So she had even less reason to be angry.
Yang Lin could certainly attest to that...
Seeing that Jiang Nannan's expression seemed genuine, Wang Dong'er breathed a sigh of relief.
The tension between them, swords drawn and bows bent, dissipated in no time at all.
One called the other "big sister," and the other answered with "little sister," both thoroughly enjoying themselves.
They looked like a pair of deeply devoted sisters.
Yang Lin, meanwhile, left the two of them to it and thought through his next plans.
He was still considering how to integrate the Bitter Love Tree into the Douluo World.
Now, Yang Lin did have an idea.
He could take inspiration from the Soul Spirits Huo Yuhao had created in the original story.
Using the Bitter Love Tree as a medium, he could build a bridge through which humans and