Being Forced to the Brink of Tears Again

An Lin didn't want to speak about this topic any further. "What do you want from me?"

Lin Junjun chuckled lightly. "I told you; I'm here to see the heroic Small War God of the Heavenly Court."

An Lin: "…"

Small War God of the Heavenly Court? Why did this name sound like a title for some anime hero?

"Have you seen enough then?" An Lin snapped.

"No. It won't be enough no matter how much I look at you." Lin Junjun's eyes rippled like flowing water, but she was clearly taking pleasure in An Lin's misfortune.

Goosebumps appeared all over An Lin's body.

If Xu Xiaolan were to hear what she had just said, he would be well and truly screwed.

"Alright, you win this time. I concede defeat, so tell me what you're actually here for!" An Lin heaved a resigned sigh.

"Alright. I'm here for the Purple Star ruins information you have." Lin Junjun raised her chin with a confident expression as she said, "And I'm going to buy all of it at once!"