With a slight pause, the woman in green said, "Little brother, please follow me. The Head Steward is waiting in the Pharmacy Hall.

As for your lodging, the Head Steward arranged everything last night." Nie Kong felt a faint surprise and smiled, "Head Steward Long is so certain I would come to the Scarlet Mansion Pharmacy that he even prepared my accommodation in advance?" "The Head Steward has always had an excellent judge of character!" The green-clad woman’s eyes drifted, and she said sweetly, "Little brother, speaking of which, this is the first time the Head Steward has shown such particular interest in a young man. I'm very curious—how exactly did you capture the Head Steward's attention?

Would you mind enlightening this humble servant?" "Miss, you needn't be overly curious. I am merely a Second-Rank Spirit Alchemist.

As for why Head Steward Long took an interest in me, perhaps it's because I look like an honest person!" Nie Kong chuckled, touching his cheek in jest. "Heh heh...

A Second-Rank Spirit Alchemist? Impossible!

Little brother, you certainly know how to joke, heh heh..." The green-clad woman covered her cherry lips, shaking with laughter, her bosom rising and falling dramatically. After a while, she finally managed to curb her laughter, opening her dark, bright eyes to gaze at Nie Kong, testing him, "Little brother, you...

you aren't really just a Second-Rank Spirit Alchemist, are you?" "Of course." Nie Kong gave a dry laugh, feeling a little speechless inside. Nobody believed him when he told the truth, but he supposed that was normal.

In this woman's eyes, anyone personally recruited by Long An, the Head Steward of the Scarlet Mansion, should at least be a promising young talent who had reached the Third Rank by his early twenties! Seeing that Nie Kong didn't seem to be lying, the curiosity in the green-clad woman's eyes only intensified instead of lessening.

She boldly assessed Nie Kong from head to toe, then glanced back up, smiling faintly, "A Second-Rank Spirit Alchemist sought after by the Head Steward? Little brother, I'm even more intrigued by you now, Sister." At this point, the green-clad woman stopped calling herself nüjia (a humble self-address) and simply started calling herself jiejie (older sister).

Nie Kong muttered to himself, why did both women he encountered recently like calling themselves 'sister'? This one was manageable, only calling him 'little brother,' whereas Hua Yanlian from the Flower Spirit Clan even called him 'little younger brother.' It was a good thing this wasn't his past life, or he’d easily jump to wrong conclusions.

"Enough talk, little brother. Come with me to see the Head Steward.

Sister will have plenty of time to get to know you later!" The green-clad woman let out a crisp, bright laugh, walked out the door, and as she turned, her eyes swept over Nie Kong's face like two shimmering autumn pools, captivating and brimming with alluring charm. Nie Kong quickly gathered his bundle and followed.

He watched the green-clad woman ahead, her posture graceful. With every step, her slender waist swayed gently like a weak willow brushing the wind.

The two rounded curves beneath her waist were tightly enveloped by her suddenly cinched green skirt, revealing a perfectly sculpted, firm shape that swayed rhythmically with the movement of her narrow waist, compelling any onlooker’s eyes to drift downwards. As if sensing Nie Kong’s gaze, the frequency of her waist and hip sway seemed to slightly quicken.

Her beautifully shaped slender legs alternated front to back, swaying even more alluringly, making her whole figure drift forward lightly, like a proud, blossoming flower. Nie Kong shook his head and smiled.

This woman certainly knew how to utilize her physical advantages. In the mere twenty or thirty meters they traversed the corridor, several men acted like flies spotting fat, practically wishing they could gouge out their own eyes and hang them behind her posterior.

"Big Sister, I still don't know how to address you?" Looking at the green-clad woman ahead whose waist seemed equipped with a tiny electric motor, Nie Kong suddenly spoke up, quickening his pace to walk alongside her. The green-clad woman shot him a flirtatious glance, chuckling (seductively), "Little brother, you're so eager to know Sister's name already?

Remember it well, my name is Long Xuechan." Long Xuechan? This woman was also surnamed Long.

Could she be related to the Scarlet Mansion’s Head Steward, Long An? Nie Kong was suspicious but didn't dare to ask outright.

Long Xuechan pursed her lips, a smile dancing at the corners that could stir the soul. She leaned close to Nie Kong’s ear, her voice so tender it felt like all the bones in his body were turning soft and numb: "Little brother, do you want to know which room Sister lives in here in the 'Scarlet Mansion'?

Sister can tell you, you know?" "Big Sister Xuechan, are you trying to seduce me?" Nie Kong put on an appearance of being very embarrassed. "Huh?" Long Xuechan’s smiling face stiffened, her cherry-red lips slightly parted, watching Nie Kong with a hint of surprise, clearly not expecting him to suddenly say something like that.

"Big Sister, you don't need to make things so complicated. If you want it, just say so directly.

We can get a room right here in the Scarlet Mansion, and it won't be too late to see the Head Steward afterward. If you're worried about being seen by acquaintances, we can go to another inn immediately.

If you want simplicity, that’s fine too. There’s a garden behind the Scarlet Mansion Inn; going there would be nice too.

I’ve never had an open-air battle, so today would be a good chance to try it—novel and stimulating. I see Sister has great waist control; your abilities in that area must be amazing too." Nie Kong wore a slightly shy smile, but his words were quite explicit.

His eyes roamed unscrupulously over Long Xuechan's ample bosom, his gaze so scorching it seemed capable of burning the green dress she wore, and the crimson inner top revealed slightly underneath, into ash. Her beautiful eyes blinked twice.

Long Xuechan snapped back to attention, her gaze darting left and right quickly, then she looked at Nie Kong with eyes full of seductive