Among the Shrek Seven Devils, only Ning Rongrong had been raised in a honey pot, then moved into an even bigger one.
The others might have had ninety percent of their edge worn away by twenty years of pleasure in the Divine Realm, but neither Xiao Wu, who had been born a Soul Beast, nor Zhu Zhuqing, who had been hunted since childhood, nor Dai Mubai, who had roamed the mortal world, could possibly have been intimidated so easily by Chen Ping.
"Now, let's begin the first part. Tell me, after tormenting me for so long, giving me over a hundred lashes right at the outset, and even planning to kill me outright, have you decided how you're going to compensate me?"
Chen Ping spoke unhurriedly, his face full of sincerity as he watched the unsettled Ning Rongrong.
Ning Rongrong instinctively shuddered, but when she heard that Chen Ping was only discussing compensation, she finally let out a sigh of relief.
Her Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect possessed wealth unrivaled under heaven. What compensation could it not afford?
At that thought, Ning Rongrong suddenly seemed to realize something. As though a heavy hammer had struck her head, her mind went blank and her gaze lost focus.
Her father had been dead for over twenty years. Perhaps, in the very first month after she ascended to the Divine Realm, he had already moved into that tiny box.
Could she really still count as a member of the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect? Who in the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect even knew her now?
Chen Xin, Gu Rong, Ning Fengzhi-of these three people closest to her, she had not managed to resurrect the first two because she had been forced to choose to resurrect Tang San. Ning Fengzhi had even collected