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The interior design of Mo Cheng’s complex was as simple as the outside, with very little in the way of furniture. However, the room Li irong was led into still managed to provide a feeling of comfort, as it looked clean and refreshing.

The few pieces of decoration inside had been well crafted and were elaborately designed. This included a shallow square table with sword hilt engravings at the four corners of its feet, stationed at the far right edge of the room. Soft rays of sunlight filtered through from outside and cast a honey glow on the mahogany wood. It was a perfect spot for allowing guests to relax and bask in the warm sunlight. The welcoming location overlooked the pond from a pair of wide-open back doors, making the view picturesque and inviting.

Around the table were various plain rice mats to sit upon. Mo Cheng guided Li irong and Shu Qianqian to the room’s edge and told them to make themselves comfortable, then disappeared into another room to prepare sothing to drink.

Li irong placed Snowball on her lap and brought Feng Huang to lay on her own separate rice mat. She silently peered at Shu Qianqian, who kept herself standing. Shu Qianqian looked like the perfect image of a noble lady, with impeccable manners and a charming appearance to match.

Shu Qianqian waited for several monts after Mo Cheng’s departure, before arrogantly flapping her long silken sleeves and sitting down in a huff. She gazed back at Li irong with apparent disdain. "Whatever you plan on telling Brother Cheng, know that I will make sure he will never believe you!"

Li irong felt her lips curving up into an unfriendly smile. "It’s very kind of you to warn , but whether Mo Cheng believes or not shouldn’t be your primary concern. Do you think you could just lead into a death trap and get away unscathed?" she asked sharply.

Snowball’s large ears suddenly perked up. Both the fox spirit and the turtle demoness turned to glare accusingly at Shu Qianqian after finding out this new piece of information.

"So that’s why my Master was so eager to pay this girl a visit!" Feng Huang said, turning her long green neck to face Li irong. "That vegetable spirit of yours told about what happened on the island. Master, you should drain her of all her spiritual powers. Let her have a taste of her own dicine!"

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