My Evil Imperial Wife is Too Arrogant

br>“Huo Ling Long, I’m asking Lou girl, not you.” Master Feng sucked in a deep breath, looked at Lou Mu Yan and said with a smile: “Lou girl, do you also want the lotus seeds of the Nine Forms Ice King Lotus?”

He thought that since he was so obviously refusing, so Lou Mu Yan should understand right.“Since Headmaster Feng is so generous, I shouldn’t be too polite now.
I can exchange a jar of royal jelly for some Nine Forms Ice King Lotus seeds.” Lou Mu Yan pretended to be embarrassed and lowered her head.

But she laughed inwardly.
The lotus seeds of the Nine Forms Ice King Lotus were the main ingredients for refining ice attribute pills.
If she refined them into pills, it would be very helpful to her in comprehending the Ice Elemental Energy attribute.

If Bing Ji and Miao Miao took it, it would not only help improve their comprehension of the ice attribute, but it could also promote their advancement.

“…” Headmaster Feng’s smile froze.
This girl appeared simple and straightforward on the surface, but in fact, was just like Huo Ling Long, both cunning and black-hearted.

“What? Old Feng, you want to go back on what you said?” Huo Ling Long suddenly curbed her smile and looked at Headmaster Feng with a grim expression, the meaning in her gaze was pretty obvious—if you want to go back on your word, then be careful lao’niang will beat you up.

Headmaster Feng took a deep breath and said with a fake smile: “How could it be? Is this old man such a stingy person?”

Then he took out five lotus seeds that were the size of a fingernail exuding an icy blue fluorescent light and handed them to Lou Mu Yan, “Lou girl, put it away safely.”

“Thank you, Headmaster Feng!” Lou Mu Yan took the lotus seeds with a smile and handed over a jar of royal jelly.

Huo Ling Long caught the annoyed look of Headmaster Feng and she felt extremely comfortable.
This old man was the stingiest among the Headmasters of the five Schools.
If she didn’t swindle him, who’d she swindle from.

If Lou Mu Yan’s Ice Luan Divine Beast consumed a few lotus seeds of the Nine Forms Ice King Lotus, he should be able to improve a step further during the Grand Competition of the Six Major Sects.

The pupils present, especially the pupils of the Alchemy School, looked at Lou Mu Yan with jealousy, envy, and hatred.

This woman really was lucky.
Not only was she daring and arrogant, but she also had support.
Even their Headmaster was swindled from—their hearts were really both bitter and angry.

Headmaster Feng put the Royal Jelly away, took a cup of Honey Tea and sipped it to reduce his inner fire.
The value of five Nine Forms Ice King Lotus seeds was far greater than a jar of Century Old Royal Jelly.
This was a huge loss.

If Lou Mu Yan was a pupil of their Alchemy School, then he wouldn’t be so distressed, but the other party was the proudest pupil of that female tyrant dragon, which made him have an indescribable feeling of dislike.

Most importantly, he sent himself to the door to be swindled.

Huo Ling Long was too lazy to care whether he felt comfortable or not.
As long as she and Lou Mu Yan were comfortable, that’s all that matters.

Seeing that Headmaster Feng was in a bad mood while needing to endure it and smile, she felt fantastic and gave Lou Mu Yan a ‘you understood well’ expression.

Lou Mu Yan vaguely returned a look of ‘thank you, Headmaster’.

Sitting behind the two of them, Jian Yang naturally caught the undisguised eye contact between the two and couldn’t resist holding his forehead.
With Lou Mu Yan, their Headmaster could happily cause even more trouble.
But why did he feel so satisfied…

In the past, they always suffered losses to the pupils of the Alchemy Sect, especially since the entire Sect’s pills came from the Alchemy School.
Usually, if they wanted to buy some high-quality pills, they had to learn to watch their moods.
Now that he saw those people so beaten, how nice that felt.

After a while, the seats below were all filled, and the entire hall was enveloped by a layer of soft white light.

The red curtains on the auction table ahead were pulled open and a spirited elderly in cyan clothes walked out.

He exuded an aura that created pressure without appearing emotional, and his smile was as gentle as a spring breeze, but no one dared to underestimate him.

This auctioneer was a solid Sword Saint powerhouse.