"How did it go? Did the talks go smoothly?"
Chief Nian lowered his head, a smile playing on his lips. His gaze landed gently on Ruan Fu's face, his tone equally soft.
"What do you think?" Ruan Fu pursed her lips, lowering her voice to a whisper. "He's like a sly old fox. He calculates things more shrewdly than anyone else."
Her attention was drawn to the exotic flowers newly planted along the path. Unable to resist, she crouched down and gently brushed her fingertips against the glowing petals. The moment she touched them, the petals curled up slightly, as if shying away from her hand.
"These were all sent by the White Tiger Clan, right?" She looked up at Chief Nian, a hint of mockery in her tone. "I see his cave is now more than twice as luxurious as before."
