Watching the White Drake girl and her men beat a hasty retreat, Mistress Han puffed out her chest, flush from the victory of reconquering lost territory.

Her outfit wasn’t particularly revealing, but it nevertheless displayed curves in all the right places, showcasing the superiority of her womanly charms.

Sensing Jiang Chen’s strange gaze on her, she tittered as she took a seat, her expression instantly brightening.

“Let me introduce myself. The name’s Han Shuang. You may address me as Madam Han, or Sectmistress Han. Little Gou mentioned you were interested in joining our Fiendstar Sect? That’s why I came here as fast as possible. To think White...