After leaving the main hall, Tang Feng caught up with Ye Ziyan.
He casually wrapped a bundle of flowers in his hand and handed them over. "Senior Sister, we bump into each other all the time; there's no need to keep a stiff face, right?"
Ye Ziyan's eyes lit up when she saw the beautiful flowers, but she didn't take them and continued walking.
Tang Feng knew that to make a woman stop being angry required repeated efforts.
Pleasing women wasn't something he did often—doing it once in a while to experience it felt somewhat amusing.
Thus he tried everything, flattered shamelessly and persistently, to the point of nearly praising Ye Ziyan as the sole goddess of the Divine Realm.
Finally, he managed to cheer her up. Watching her sniffing the flowers and enjoying their fragrance, Tang Feng knew this round was over.
Not only was it over, but he was also invited to Ye Ziyan's place for dinner.
