"Xiaoxi, don't listen to her, she was just joking just now." Qiao Nuo simply felt that she could no longer trouble Ling Xi.
"It's fine." Ling Xi herself, however, shook her head indifferently and, looking at the girl glaring angrily at Qiao Nuo, asked again, "Do you really want to see?"
"Yes." The girl's head bobbed eagerly like a rattle-drum, looking at Ling Xi with anticipation, without hesitation.
It was coming, it was coming. Soon, she would meet a bunch of important people. Just the thought of it was exciting.
However, in the next second, the smile on Ling Xi's face suddenly froze, and she looked at her with cold eyes, devoid of warmth, "I can take you in, but there's a condition. You'll have to pay a corresponding price." The curve of her lips was devilish.
"What... price?" The girl asked subconsciously, swallowing her saliva uncontrollably, already frightened by Ling Xi's expression and the intimidating aura she radiated.
