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Nangong Ming felt a chill run down his spine, and his previously hesitant words suddenly became fluent.

"Xiao Ran, I know her personality all too well. She probably hasn't thanked you properly. As her close friend of many years, I should thank you properly, both out of courtesy and reason... However, I don't know your real name or where you live, so I can prepare a generous gift to express my gratitude."

Xiao Ran found it amusing, and she knew Duan Li's personality well; he was always hostile towards strangers.

As expected, Duanli ignored him.

Nangong Ming felt somewhat embarrassed and walked over to Xiao Ran, asking quietly.

"Did I say something wrong? Why is he ignoring me?"

Xiao Ran whispered, "He's very fierce, you'd better not provoke him, or else..." She made a beheading gesture.

Nangong Ming was shocked. He hadn't expected this person to be so cold-blooded. He looked at Xiao Ran with a sudden sense of worry.

"Then what are you going to do..."

Xiao Ran simply smiled and shook her head.

Just then, Duan Li saw that in this not-so-spacious and cramped space, the two were huddled together whispering to each other.

And this person is Aran.

For some reason, a sudden feeling of irritation welled up in his heart.

Fortunately, the irritation didn't last long. A knock on the door suddenly rang out, and then the door was gently pushed open, and a figure stepped in.

"This must be Miss Xiao." A clear, melodious voice, tinged with a touch of coquettishness, rang out.

Upon hearing the sound, Xiao Ran subconsciously turned her head and saw a woman dressed in red walking in with light steps. The woman was extremely beautiful, with a pair of peach blossom eyes that seemed to hold brimming spring water, captivating the heart, lips as luscious as cherries, and skin as white as snow. She was truly a stunning beauty, making it impossible not to take a second look.

"Yes, you are the Master of Wangyue Tower?"

"You flatter me, young lady. I am but a servant of the master of the house. You may call me Peony."

The name reminded her of Hanxiang, but they were completely unrelated.

This only made her more curious about the owner of Wangyue Tower.

"The host has something to attend to today and cannot come, so he sent me to greet you all. If you have any questions, please feel free to ask me to pass them on."

Nangong Ming interjected, his tone somewhat displeased.

"Something's wrong? Didn't my dad tell him to come...? He still doesn't want to come?"

Peony bowed slightly and said softly, "The Prince of Yan has given his order, and Wangyue Tower will obey it with all its might without any intention of disobeying. It's just that, unfortunately, the Tower Master is really entangled in many matters today and cannot get away, so he specially sent me to come on his behalf. I hope the Prince will forgive me."

Seeing that Nangong Ming was about to speak, Xiao Ran quickly reached out and gently pulled him back.

If he himself does not want to see him, even if a god comes, it will be of no use.

"It's alright." Xiao Ran's lips curled up slightly, revealing a warm smile, and she said softly, "The real reason we came here today is to ask if Wangyue Tower has a rather peculiar fragrance?"

Upon hearing this, Peony slightly furrowed her slender, willow-leaf-like eyebrows, a thoughtful expression on her face.

After a moment, she parted her lips slightly and said, "Miss, there are countless strange fragrances in this world, and their uses are also very different. I really don't know which kind of fragrance you are asking about."

"Why don't you describe it in more detail, young lady?"