Ling Bai and Wu Feng entered the open gates of Exquisite Pavilion's ninth floor without obstruction, where they saw Ning Feng Yu lounging at ease, with a beautiful woman attending her side.
Beneath the woman's thin clothes was not delicate skin, but glossy, lustrous white dragon scales. A long, slender tail extended from behind her—she was clearly a Dragon Girl.
"Bring tea."
"Yes, Pavilion Master."
The Dragon Girl nodded obediently, carrying a fragrant breeze as she served tea to the two of them, then voluntarily withdrew from the ninth floor.
Ling Bai asked strangely, "Dragon Girl? You actually went through with it?"
He recalled Ning Feng Yu's terrible idea from the night of the Saintly Bright Festival.
"A dirty-minded person sees filth everywhere." Ning Feng Yu teased him with a mischievous smile. "She has a proper job now—a maid.
"Of course, if you get lustful and want some zero-distance contact with the Dragon Girl, I'll turn a blind eye. Saves you from resenting me later for ruining your good fortune."
"No!"
Upon hearing that, Wu Feng instantly puffed up like a pufferfish and glared at Ling Bai. "Dragon Girls have heat cycles! How can they be considered normal people?
"Even if you find women outside, you can't fool around with a half-human, half-beast Dragon Girl!"
"Don't talk nonsense!"
Ling Bai raised a hand and smacked Wu Feng on the head. He had merely been joking with Ning Feng Yu, yet this single-celled creature had actually believed it.
Wu Feng clutched her aching head and looked at Ling Bai stubbornly. "Ning Tian is busy studying Soul Tools all day. It's my responsibility to keep an eye on you for her. That Dragon Girl only has the bloodline of a White Armored Earth Dragon. She can't possibly temper a Six-Winged Angel, and