She was no fool, and as such, was also level-headed. Miao Yi had no qualms about confronting her head-on, so rather than embarrassing herself over petty matters and provide juicy entertainment for the subordinates, she might as well handle it magnanimously. It was but a misunderstanding, there was no right and wrong way to it. Better to just regard it as a joke and laugh it off—trying to cover it up would only make things even more embarrassing.

But for a certain someone, it really touched a sore spot, and Miao Yi was quite speechless. 'If you're really helping me just because I took advantage of you, then wouldn't it give people more reason to take advantage of you in the future?'

Miao Yi felt inclined to speak out that, 'It was fate that we have crossed paths, so let us be friends', yet felt diffident just thinking about it. This was the Lady Boss of Tempest Tavern—he had no idea what her actual cultivation level was. He should first inquire on her cultivation level and then decide whether some words were best uttered or not. Putting aside the matter of requesting for aid, he broached the question, "Lady Boss, may I know your cultivation level?"

Just as soon as the words