Chapter 747: Zhao Zhao Yanzhi's Ambition

Li Luo's sudden words directly interrupted Zhao Zhao Yanzhi's rhythm.

At this moment, even with Zhao Zhao Yanzhi's naturally smooth and charming personality, she briefly lost her composure, and on her bright, fair, alluring face, her smile stiffened a little.

However, she quickly came back to herself, immediately putting on an innocent expression and saying, "What are you saying, Banner Head? I'm discussing serious matters with you."

The puzzlement and oddity in those peach-blossom eyes were so vivid that for a moment even Li Luo began to wonder if his earlier feeling had been a mistake.

This made him shake his head inwardly. This newly-subdued Zhao Zhao Yanzhi really was a little enchantress. It seemed that among her, Li Shi, and Mu Bi, she was the hardest one to deal with.

Those two only wanted to come at him hard, which was actually easier to handle—meet hardness with hardness. But this one was trying to come at him soft, attempting to capture both his body and heart. Quite the ambition.

Too bad Jiang Jiang Qinge isn't here, or she'd make this little enchantress feel what crushing defeat really means in minutes.

Still, keeping up this act all the time must be quite exhausting for the girl.

"Is that so?"

Li Luo thought for a moment, and a slightly roguish glint actually surfaced in his eyes. Then he gazed at Zhao Zhao Yanzhi's fair, alluring face, his gaze brazenly sweeping over her delicate, shapely, and voluptuous figure.

"But I do think you're quite beautiful."

As Li Luo spoke, he even reached out his palm toward Zhao Zhao Yanzhi's cheek.

Li Luo's sudden change also caught Zhao Zhao Yanzhi somewhat off guard. Her body tensed, and watching his palm draw closer, her slender five fingers suddenly clenched tight.

She couldn't quite read Li Luo's intentions. Although at that moment she felt an urge to draw a blade and hack off that reaching paw, the rationality in her heart forced her instead to reveal an even more bashful smile.

But just as Li Luo was about to touch that smooth, congealed-fat-like cheek, he suddenly stopped.

Zhao Zhao Yanzhi was a little frantic. What on earth was this kid playing at?

She, who had always made countless men scratch their heads in helpless frustration, now felt for the first time what it was like to be toyed with.

"What are you trying to do, Banner Head?" Zhao Zhao Yanzhi said resentfully, her willow brows slightly furrowed in a way that stirred feelings of tender pity.

Li Luo smiled, withdrew his hand, and said, "You clearly dislike contact with the opposite sex, yet you still put on this charming, smooth act. Aren't you tired?"

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The intelligence obtained from Li Li Rouyun was extremely detailed, even including private secrets deduced from numerous clues. One such secret about Zhao Zhao Yanzhi was a suspected aversion to men.

This piece of information left Li Luo stunned for quite a while.

Because from the intelligence, Zhao Zhao Yanzhi was a woman very skilled at leveraging her own advantages—charming and adept, navigating effortlessly among many men, winning their admiration.

Zhao Zhao Yanzhi's origins were very humble. She came from a place like a brothel, and had clawed her way step by step to where she was now. The hardships required for that were beyond ordinary imagination.

Moreover, even harder to imagine was that deep in her heart, she was actually filled with disgust toward the opposite sex.

Every charming smile she displayed might very well have been accompanied by trembling within.

Li Luo guessed that her man-averse disposition likely stemmed from seeing too much filth in the brothel during her early years, leaving a psychological shadow on her from childhood.

Zhao Zhao Yanzhi also froze at Li Luo's words. She clearly hadn't expected her innermost secret to be exposed so directly by him.

The charming smile on her bright, beautiful face gradually vanished at this moment, slowly turning cold. In her peach-blossom eyes, not a trace of flirtation remained—only an aloof indifference.

"The Third Young Master's intelligence is quite impressive," she said.

"Whether it's tiring or not, someone of the Third Young Master's status probably can't understand. After all, even if you went to the Outer Shenzhou, you'd still have two extraordinarily brilliant parents. No matter where you are, you'll never experience what the true bottom looks like."

"The Inner Shenzhou is indeed blessed by nature, possessing cultivation resources far beyond those of the Outer Shenzhou, but what can a person raised in a place like a brothel since childhood actually obtain? Perhaps a resource the Third Young Master considers utterly ordinary might require her elder sister to use her beauty to please men and let them toy with her, just to acquire it." Zhao Zhao Yanzhi's eyes lowered slightly, her words calm.

Li Luo fell silent. He could feel the weight contained in Zhao Zhao Yanzhi's words. This world truly was unfair. For her to reach where she was today had been extraordinarily difficult.

"I don't look down on you at all. On the contrary, I rather admire you," Li Luo said earnestly.

A ripple passed through Zhao Zhao Yanzhi's eyes. Li Luo's expression was quite sincere, and she had seen countless people, so she could sense it. Thus her cold expression softened slightly.

"I did indeed harbor the intention of teasing the Banner Head. After all, if I could make you so enchanted you'd obey my every word, that would be most advantageous for me." She was candid, holding nothing back.

"Leveraging your own advantages is only natural," Li Luo nodded.

"For a newly arrived Banner Head like me, you adopting this method to strengthen your own sense of security is perfectly understandable. But I don't think it's necessary. As long as you're loyal to me and sincerely handle affairs for me, I've said it before—I won't treat you poorly."

"You don't need to do things you find repulsive in front of me. Just do what you're supposed to do. And since you're one of my people, no matter what, I will shelter you." Li Luo said solemnly.

Zhao Zhao Yanzhi looked at Li Luo with some surprise. Was it really this simple? Or were these just high-sounding words, while secretly he still lusted after her body?

However, the eyes of the youth before her were full of sincerity, and didn't seem feigned. Moreover, given his status, there seemed to be no need for that.

This surprised her greatly. After all, every man she had encountered before had tried in various ways to achieve their disgusting desires.

"So does that mean I now have a big backer too?" Zhao Zhao Yanzhi asked cautiously.

Li Luo nodded.

Still skeptical, Zhao Zhao Yanzhi said, "You really don't lust after my body?"

She glanced down at her own delicate, shapely, and stunningly curvaceous figure. How could any man not be tempted?

Li Luo's face darkened slightly. "I told you, I have a fiancée. I'm not interested in you."

"The Banner Head's fiancée is in the Outer Shenzhou, isn't she? Could she really be better than me?" Zhao Zhao Yanzhi said, somewhat unconvinced. Although Li Luo not coveting her was a relief, a woman's competitive nature made her feel she couldn't possibly be inferior to Li Luo's fiancée in the Outer Shenzhou.

After all, she was quite confident in the allure she possessed.

Li Luo glanced at her, shook his head, and said, "How can fireflies compare with the bright moon?"

Zhao Zhao Yanzhi immediately laughed in spite of herself, bit her silver teeth, and said, "The Banner Head really knows how to joke. When are you going to bring that fiancée of yours to the Dragon Fang Lineage, so I can see just how bright this 'bright moon' of yours is?"

"There'll be a chance in the future."

Li Luo smiled, and the image of that matchlessly elegant, goddess-like figure flashed through his mind.

"When that time comes, you'll understand why I'm not tempted by you."

Today is Saturday. The public account will post a picture of Zhou Yuan battling the Sacred Race—cool, awesome, totally wallpaper-worthy. Everyone can come to the public WeChat to grab the image.