A Lucrative Transaction

"You're quite a unique cutie with your blue hair. I'm sure you'll become a handsome cultivator in a few years. Don't forget me when you grow up!"

His eyes widened when he saw her wink, and his mind thundered, making him forget his real age.

'I'm only seven! What the hell are you thinking, temptress?!'

But he couldn't expose himself despite the displeasure of feeling her... things press on him and the guilt he felt toward Misha.

"Ahem. Miss? Could you please let me go? I'm uncomfortable."

"Huh?" The woman gazed at him between her chests, raising a brow before understanding flashed in her eyes. "Oh! You're too young to appreciate physical contact." She let him off and scratched her cheek awkwardly. "Anyway, I'm Xie Lian, this poison shop owner and the next core disciple."

She leaned forward, her violet eyes as vibrant and dangerous as poisonous lotus leaves, making him roll his eyes.