Chapter 1171 — A Bosom Friend in the Boudoir
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 3 of 3
Shen Mu pressed on. "Does Hong Heavenly Venerable hide the moment he sees you? Hiding as far away as he can?"
Gong Yun nodded again, then suddenly came to her senses and said through gritted teeth, "The Great Emperor would never hide from me. He would come right up to me; even if I beat him soundly, he would not leave. Curse him, that wretch has turned into a wanton little thing."
She was beside herself with fury. Qiang Heavenly Consort had once invited her to share one great quilt and sleep side by side, sisters lying in a single bed, talking by candlelight of everything under the sun, hiding nothing; thinking back on it now, Gong Yun could not help but shudder from head to toe.
Shen Mu said with a smile, "Of the divine stones produced by the Nuxin Clan's primordial ore vein, I want one tenth. Is this information worth one tenth of the divine stones?"