The white-clothed figure appeared silently, carrying a chilling coldness, overlooking this army, crowd, dying victims, corpses scattered about, and people who had betrayed each other.
There was no pity in Gong Yin’s eyes, only faint mockery.
People of the world busied themselves for their own share, never seeing the truth until life and death.
Whether Lü Zhuohong, Yi Yiyi, or even that mysterious person—all thought they controlled Yi Shan, yet forgot the most important thing.
Yi Shan was his subordinate.
If he, Gong Yin, couldn’t even investigate one subordinate’s background clearly or control him, he would be unworthy of being the State Preceptor of Dahuang.
From the moment Jing Hengbo picked up that mask fallen from the campfire ruins, he knew Yi Shan would inevitably participate in Yi Kingdom’s power struggle.
The mysterious organization had tried to drug Yi Shan to control him for their own use, but Yi Shan already had ice crystal seeds planted by Gong Yin.
Non-toxic, even beneficial for internal energy growth, but repelling all subsequent drug reactions.
Yi Shan had always been controlled only by him. All his actions and contacts with others were reported back through Spider Web and Bee Sting. Everyone’s careful calculations, various traps and assassinations, were merely struggling insects in his web.
Gong Yin stood facing Yi Shan, glancing at the jade seal and private seal in his hands.
Yi Shan’s fingers trembled.
The jade seal and private seal in his hands were warm and solid, like Yi Kingdom’s royal power—such noble and real things had never been so close to him in his life.
Possessing them, all past humiliations and wanderings could be erased, replaced by a nation’s great power, countless subordinates, and eternal glory.
Holding the world’s power when awake, resting on a beauty’s lap when drunk—every man’s dream, and he was no exception.
For that moment, he wanted to grip them tightly, roar loudly like a king, command his army to surround and kill all enemies before him including Gong Yin, completely freeing himself from his controlled fate. From then on, be his own master and master of many others.
Across from him, Gong Yin stood alone, at most with some Spider Web and Bee Sting members not too numerous, while he had fifty thousand troops.
Across from him, Gong Yin’s gaze was clear and calm.
The State Preceptor of Dahuang’s lucid gaze seemed able to shine into the depths of human hearts, seeing all desires and selfishness.
Yet he didn’t move, standing there calmly as if certain that this seal and stamp would ultimately be obediently handed over.
Yi Shan’s hand trembled again. He feared this composure and determination, because in these years following the State Preceptor, this man had always been so composed and determined, and had always won with such composure and determination.
Not once had he lost.
Would there be an exception this time?
He remained silent, slowly walking toward Gong Yin.
Ten thousand troops held their breath, watching his movements.
Though people didn’t quite understand what was happening, most could see that someone was making him surrender power. Many showed incredulous expressions—this was on Yi Kingdom’s soil, before them was Yi Kingdom’s army, Yi Shan was already the undisputed Great King of Yi Kingdom, holding all advantages of time, place, and people, while the opponent was just one person. Everyone examined their hearts and felt that any man at this moment would not, could not bear to, had no need to surrender power.
Yi Shan strode forward, everyone gripped their weapons, waiting for the new king’s command for ten thousand arrows to fly.
Everyone’s breathing tightened. Spider Web and Bee Sting rushed over, trying to protect Gong Yin and receive the jade seal and private seal.
Gong Yin waved them aside, letting Yi Shan approach him directly.
The two were only a foot apart. Within sword range.
The atmosphere around them was tense, like a string about to snap.
Yi Shan suddenly knelt, raising both hands high: “Please, Master, inspect the seals!”
Everyone’s breath seemed cut by a blade, creating a moment of vacuum.
In the shocked, rigid atmosphere, Gong Yin reached out and casually took the jade seal and private seal from Yi Shan’s hands.
Yi Shan’s hands still maintained their offering posture. His dark eyes stared at his empty fingers, smiled once, then slowly withdrew them.
“I’ll have arrangements for you later,” Gong Yin looked at him, saying only this sentence.
Yi Shan lowered his head, standing respectfully to one side.
Only then did Gong Yin wave his hand.
On the horizon, sounds like rumbling mountains and tsunami suddenly arose. Most present were military men and couldn’t help looking at each other in alarm. Someone threw themselves to the ground, pressing their ear to listen carefully, then exclaimed in shock: “Cavalry! No less than thirty thousand!”
Even more people paled at this. On the plains, cavalry reigned supreme. A single charge from above could destroy infantry formations. Yi Mountain’s border army was a mixed force of cavalry and infantry, mainly infantry with only two thousand cavalry. On these plains, how could they match thirty thousand cavalry?
“Coming from behind us!” someone cried in alarm.
Sharp-eyed people climbed tall trees and saw distant banners, shouting: “Green cloud banners—Jade Queen’s army!”
Everyone looked at each other in confusion—how could Jade Queen’s army penetrate deep into Yi Kingdom’s interior?
Someone suddenly understood: “Coming from behind us—it must be that after we withdrew from Yi Mountain, the replacement troops didn’t arrive in time, so Jade Queen’s army took the opportunity to cross the border!”
Gong Yin’s lips curved slightly.
Of course they couldn’t arrive in time. When he issued orders, he had manipulated the timing. The Yi Mountain garrison withdrew early while the Yi River garrison departed late, missing each other completely. Both Yi Mountain and Yi River would experience brief periods of complete defensive vulnerability.
As a fake king and real State Preceptor, such manipulation was far too easy.
Another person said: “Jade Tribe recently had people negotiating at nearby Fengshui. They must have also found ways to cross Fengshui and taken a shortcut.”
Yi Shan glanced at Gong Yin, lowering his head even more.
He was very glad he had once again made the right choice just now, without any wishful thinking.
The strong plan meticulously, never relying on luck.
As Jade Tribe’s cavalry thundered closer in the increasingly approaching rumble, Gong Yin said indifferently: “You will still ascend the throne. I’m giving you two years as Great King of Yi Kingdom to complete the merger of Yi Kingdom into Jade and Daimao tribes. Afterward you’ll become Yi Kingdom’s Prime Minister. Under you, all officials will be demoted one rank, organized as city-states. The Jade and Black Water Queens have promised to reasonably divide territories and treat Yi Kingdom’s people well. What you need to do is appease and ensure smooth transition.”
Any nation’s dissolution, any territory’s loss, was a major matter with far-reaching consequences. If not arranged properly, what he would gain for Jing Hengbo wouldn’t be rich, vast territory but a powder keg of continuous wars and uprisings. Therefore, temporary maintenance of royal power and smooth governmental transition were necessary measures considering people’s emotions and long-term stability.
Yi Shan could only obey. Before such a politically mature figure as Gong Yin—with methods, strong troops, understanding of both firmness and gentleness, and far-reaching vision—he knew he had no room for tricks.
Standing beside Gong Yin, he looked up at the pale white dawn on the horizon, at the jade royal banners fluttering in that bright pale light, at the State Preceptor beside him whose expression remained calm as if never showing joy or anger. A feeling both desolate and stirring surged in his heart.
Witnessing him gain the world, witnessing him lose the world—in one turn, smoke and clouds extinguished, the throne collapsed.
The throne that Yi Kingdom’s Great King had pursued painfully his whole life, painstakingly maintained, obtained through patricide and fratricide, was just so casually destroyed by a few people like a game.
Looking back, he probably couldn’t understand even in death.
Suddenly there was intense gasping at their feet. Looking down, it was Yi Yiyi, who remarkably wasn’t dead yet. Having presumably heard Gong Yin’s words just now, he was stimulated into a final rally, desperately grasping Gong Yin’s robe hem.
Gong Yin flicked his finger, sending an ice wind that cut off the section of his robe that had been grabbed and wrinkled.
Yi Yiyi’s hand clawed unwillingly in the air, his eyes filled with despair and unwillingness like rushing tide, his throat making continuous gasping sounds.
He felt that without an answer, he couldn’t die in peace.
Gong Yin finally paused.
In the winter morning wind, his voice was lighter than wind, colder than snow.
“You ruined her face, I ruined your kingdom.”
Yi Yiyi stared blankly with wide eyes, taking a while to understand what was happening. Now his whole body convulsed more urgently, even his rolled-back eyes full of unwillingness and regret.
Why had he done it in the first place!
How had it come to this!
Yi Shan followed Gong Yin with lowered head, passing by him. Yi Yiyi tried to grab Yi Shan, who nimbly avoided him.
“Actually…” Yi Shan said softly, as if to him or to himself, “I’m just destined to be an undercover agent…”
Shallow tears gradually filled his eyes.
A lifetime of being undercover, turning back and forth, forever without peace, no fixed nature.
In the future, he would still have to be undercover for all of Yi Kingdom, selling Yi Kingdom to others.
This life of drifting with the wind, unable to control himself.
…
In the dark room, the black cloak gleamed dimly.
Snow-white hands emerged from the cloak, two ice balls slowly rolling between the palms. Strangely, the ice balls didn’t melt in the warm palms.
The sound of the ice balls rolling was creaking and grating, creating an eerie sense of terror. The others in the room therefore kept their heads down, not daring to speak, letting the oppressive silence continue fermenting.
The master disliked being disturbed when contemplating major decisions.
After a long while, the cloaked figure’s voice finally slowly arose.
“Withdraw the people from Yi Mountain.”
All subordinates looked up in shock.
Yi Mountain base was the master’s most valued base, the place where he had poured years of effort. Not to mention those experimental subjects who hadn’t fully succeeded yet, just the uniquely effective transformative swamp mud of Yi Mountain could keep many domineering medicines from Snow Mountain alive that were otherwise unusable—it was a unique, irreplaceable medicine cultivation ground. Once abandoned, where could they find a second Yi Mountain?
“If we don’t abandon it, we’ll be completely wiped out,” the cloaked figure’s voice showed no particular regret. “When a venomous snake bites the arm, a brave man cuts off the limb.”
Everyone lowered their heads, suddenly feeling uneasy—accustomed to seeing their master strategize and win every battle, this period had brought successive setbacks. Was the opponent truly so powerful…
“If I could find one Yi Mountain, I can find a second,” the cloaked figure’s confidence seemed undamaged, his calm tone restoring his subordinates’ confidence.
Everyone withdrew to arrange Yi Mountain base’s relocation. Only the cloaked figure remained in the room.
He gently rolled the ice balls, thinking that though no bad news had come from Yi Kingdom yet, instinct told him things wouldn’t go smoothly.
Though the plan had no problems, Tiangang First Star and others lurking in Lü Zhuohong’s army would supervise Yi Shan and switch sides at crucial moments. Whether Lü Zhuohong or Yi Yiyi was killed, or they died together, Tiangang First Star and others would help Yi Shan ascend the throne, then control Yi Shan to actually hold Yi Kingdom’s royal power.
The drug he had given Yi Shan was his own unique creation—this medicine repelled all other drugs in the world. Though itself poison, it was an antidote to most worldly medicines.
He believed that even Gong Yin, after he administered this drug, could no longer control Yi Shan through pharmaceutical means.
But even with such foolproof plans, he still felt instinctively uneasy, because Gong Yin seemed unmoved but usually surprised people.
Faint light flickered in his eyes.
A powerful opponent—he liked that. He didn’t mind playing longer.
This way he had excuse to continue training in this mortal world, expanding his power to ultimately accomplish what he wanted.
Some people were born to create, while he preferred destruction.
Thinking of destruction, his heart grew slightly excited, wild desires seeming awakened, his fingers unconsciously applying slight pressure.
“Crack.” The ice balls shattered, each becoming smaller ice balls glittering with cold light.
…
Yi Mountain.
Long sacks slid out of caves halfway up the mountain, caught by masked people and loaded into hidden carts.
Many others were digging mud halfway up the mountain, filling jar after jar with specially made earthenware, sealing the swamp mud caves that couldn’t be taken.
The last to slide out of the mountain cave was a person—legless, face injured, body shriveled, wild hair framing eyes glowing ghostly like will-o’-the-wisps.
Fei Luo now looked even more like a ghost. Half a month of drug withdrawal punishment made her wish she could die again.
Having stayed in the mountain’s belly too long, she could no longer adapt to outside light. She covered her face, trembling slightly under those people’s contemptuous gazes, wondering why she was leaving here, whether it was because of Jing Hengbo, and what kind of cruel life awaited her after leaving.
Confusion and despair gnawed at her heart like termites, constantly.
From between the fingers covering her face came a woman’s hateful, broken voice:
“Jing! Heng! Bo!”
…
At the highest point of Yi Kingdom’s royal palace, on the rooftop platform, silk curtains rippled in the wind, brushing across the faces of the standing man and woman.
Jing Hengbo stood at the highest point with hands behind her back, gazing far toward Yi River’s direction, murmuring: “I wonder how things are going on his side…”
Seizing a kingdom empty-handed in a foreign nation’s center was like walking a tightrope in the sky—the slightest carelessness meant total destruction. For this reason, even she and Gong Yin dared not be the least bit negligent. After falsely issuing edicts to transfer away Yi Kingdom’s important ministers, controlling the palace and royal city, and ordering all border armies to hold their positions without movement, they discussed having Jing Hengbo garrison Yi Kingdom’s royal palace to monitor the capital’s movements while Gong Yin personally went to Yi River to completely resolve that group of mantises and cicadas.
Before leaving, Gong Yin had told her: “Yi Shan has been an undercover agent his whole life, so his nature is unstable and he especially yearns to turn over and be free. If I don’t personally appear, he might be deluded by power and do something irreversible.”
Jing Hengbo expressed deep understanding. Yi Shan was one of Gong Yin’s people, so he understood Gong Yin’s methods better than others. Only Gong Yin’s personal presence could control him and the situation.
After Gong Yin personally went to Yi River, she also sent summons to the Seven Kills who had already rushed to Yi Kingdom, asking them to help with some important matters.
But her heart remained uneasy. She couldn’t help climbing high to gaze into the distance, wondering if Gong Yin could truly accompany her to the end after Yi Kingdom’s dust settled.
Beside her, Yelu Qi turned his head to watch her, repeatedly arranging her wind-blown hair.
His finger unconsciously wound around a strand of hair, and just as she turned her head, the pull caused several hairs to fall. He quickly let go, wanting to apologize, but she was completely unaware, only looking in that direction and murmuring to herself.
Yelu Qi’s hand paused in the wind, then gently fell, passing over her hair.
Even though he was right beside her, offering countless gentle comforts, her gaze still only fell beyond mountains and seas, on that person’s side.
He smiled self-deprecatingly, paused a moment, then once again arranged her hair neatly, afraid the short strands would obstruct her eyes.
In life, the most helpless thing isn’t love without obtaining.
It’s love without obtaining, yet unable not to love.
…
The Seven Kills galloped across the plains and wilderness, laughing and shouting loudly.
“Haha, we have work to do again!”
In Dongpi City, Yi Kingdom’s Ministers of Revenue and Personnel were frantically handling disaster relief and corruption matters, surrounded by various crying and pleading disaster victims in rags. Suddenly the crowd stirred, and several well-dressed fellows appeared holding broken bowls stolen from somewhere, shouting: “Sir, have mercy, I haven’t eaten for seven days…” They suddenly passed through the crowd, appearing before the two high officials. The tall, long-legged one at the front grinned: “So hungry, want to eat human flesh.” He grabbed one in each hand, shouldered them, and ran.
The whole process took only a few blinks. Others hadn’t reacted yet. When they did, the high officials were only struggling buttocks on the horizon, and with another blink, even the buttocks were gone…
At Fengshui, several tents were set up in a wilderness. In Dahuang, negotiations between two countries usually chose open areas far from cities, with both sides deploying their guard forces to monitor each other, making tricks difficult and convenient for quick departure if needed. But the Deputy Chancellor and Grand Justice negotiating trade port openings with Jade Queen’s envoys didn’t wait for Jade envoys at the appointed time—instead they waited for a bird and a cat. The cat carried the bird and swagger walked in under the two high officials’ astonished gazes.
The bird said: “Lord Dog is responsible for negotiating with you.”
The cat jumped on the table, wiggled its bottom at the two high officials, and a strange smell spread. The Deputy Chancellor and Grand Justice covered their noses but couldn’t resist the gas’s penetrating power—both rolled their eyes and collapsed.
After a while, when the smell dispersed, Jade envoys entered, smiling and loudly greeting the unconscious pair: “Sorry to keep the two envoys waiting.”
Er Gouzi strangely replied: “No problem, no problem, please, please.”
So the Jade envoys sat down and slept.
Er Gouzi and Feifei busily played rock-paper-scissors. Er Gouzi, with only two wings, lost every round.
The Jade envoys slept, played chess, chatted, occasionally exchanging words with Er Gouzi. From bright to dark, the guards outside stood motionless, all thinking the envoys were truly dedicated—this negotiating for days and nights without sleep!
Yi Kingdom’s guards kept vigilant watch on the tent. Naturally, from beginning to end, only two envoys from Jade Tribe had entered, and Jade Tribe’s military guards hadn’t approached the tent at all.
Everyone was quite reassured, waiting for the negotiation results to settle. However, the voices from inside the tent sounded unfriendly, seeming quite contentious.
Everyone patiently waited—negotiations were always protracted affairs.
Because trade negotiations between two countries were proceeding here, Fengshui’s nearby border troops moved as usual, tightly protecting the three counties around Fengshui.
When defense became too tight in one place, gaps inevitably appeared elsewhere.
Therefore, no one knew that in the night, an army took advantage of defensive gaps, crossed small paths along the border between the two countries, and disappeared into the night’s end.
They wore light armor with strong crossbows, light cavalry with simple retinues. On their green armor were embedded deep green jade pieces that blinked like ghostly eyes in the darkness.
…
In Yi Kingdom’s Linxi, Yidu, Gezhuang and other places—wherever court ministers had been dispatched—figures appeared, controlling those Yi Kingdom important ministers through various means.
Jade Queen’s army split in two: one crossing Yi River to surround Yi Mountain’s army, another crossing Fengshui to block border troops’ path to the Phantom Capital.
At Yi River’s bank, Gong Yin lightly flicked his finger. Ice crystals flashed from his fingertip into Yi Shan’s skull.
This was also his unique restriction technique.
Long before the cloaked figure made his move on Yi Shan, Yi Shan’s meridians had already been controlled by Gong Yin’s unique restrictions.
The cloaked figure’s medicine could indeed neutralize various poisons subsequently administered to Yi Shan, but couldn’t possibly include those already planted beforehand.
Because Gong Yin’s restrictions also had repelling properties.
They repelled all subsequently invasive drugs, forming their own unique closed system.
So the cloaked figure’s proudly domineering medicine merely added another layer of protection for Yi Shan, protecting him from invasion by other medicines.
When wise men competed, it depended on who planned deeper and thought earlier.
Looking at the respectful Yi Shan before him, Gong Yin’s gaze passed over his shoulder toward the Phantom Capital’s direction.
When his gaze returned, behind him had silently appeared some black-clothed people.
A man with spider web markings on his wrist bowed and handed him a fire-sealed secret letter.
Gong Yin glanced once more at the Phantom Capital, slowly opening the secret letter.
“Jingting seems to have unusual movements. Please return quickly, State Preceptor.”
Gong Yin raised his finger, and the secret letter shattered in the wind, fluttering and rolling across Yi River.
Dige’s affairs could no longer be delayed.
He had mobilized Jade Light Dragon Cavalry to Daimao’s Sinking Iron, creating such commotion there. The court had long suspected he wasn’t in Dige.
Afterward, all Spider Web and Bee Sting in Yi Kingdom were activated. Some powerful families with influence in various countries would discover this sooner or later.
In Jingting and Jade Light Palace, Ming Cheng reportedly had contact with that fake State Preceptor—very secret contact that Meng Hu and Yu Chun didn’t discover at first. Later a palace servant caring for the alpaca Little Yinyin noticed suspicious matters and reported to Meng Hu. Afterward Jingting’s guard was strengthened, and Meng Hu sent people to secretly ambush, wanting to see if there was truly connection between the two. But Ming Cheng and the fake State Preceptor seemed both innocent and especially alert—no suspicious behavior appeared afterward, leaving Meng Hu and others unable to find evidence.
Precisely because of this, Meng Hu was especially uneasy, having to report to Gong Yin again by secret letter, hoping he could return to Dige.
A nation without its ruler inevitably breeds demons.
Gong Yin watched those letter fragments scatter in the wind like weak butterflies, his heart thinking of another matter.
Earlier Snow Mountain had demanded he become emperor, then he disappeared. Now Snow Mountain had sent Yelu Tan to target Jing Hengbo, already turning their attention to her.
Conflict was inevitable, but he felt Jing Hengbo’s power wasn’t yet sufficient.
If he didn’t do something to divert attention, Jing Hengbo would face more harassment from Snow Mountain.
He looked once more at the Phantom Capital.
I’m sorry I deceived you. I can’t accompany you to clean up country after country to the end.
I have my place to be—the center of this nation, sitting above it all, watching over the world’s shifting winds and clouds for you.
But our paths will converge someday.
In the near future, I believe you’ll lead armies forth, raising your voice to me and this entire Dahuang.
Hengbo, strive to live well each day, strive to be yourself.
I believe.
Black Water Queen’s wings will spread boundlessly across Dahuang’s sky.
…
Over Yi River, Gong Yin rode like snow with dragon-like retinue, galloping back toward Dahuang’s center.
In the Phantom Capital, Jing Hengbo didn’t yet know of this parting. She was busy controlling the royal city and palace, ordering the Grand Chancellor to lead palace guards in opening the royal city gates to welcome Jade Queen’s army.
The Phantom Capital’s ministers had discovered something wrong—the forces guarding the royal city were transferred away, and large numbers of foreign troops suddenly appeared in the Phantom Capital. But now leaderless, no one dared stand forth for united resistance. They were quickly controlled by these foreign armies storming into the royal city and mansions.
Jade Queen personally led troops for a royal city meeting with Black Water Queen, with Ying Bai accompanying.
This was Gong Yin’s requirement when negotiating with Jade Queen. Because Yi Kingdom was close to Jade and far from Daimao, Jing Hengbo’s troops couldn’t cross through Jade to reach Yi Kingdom, so she could only cooperate with Jade to partition Yi Kingdom. Then Jade army’s massive arrival might also endanger her. So Gong Yin required Jade Queen’s personal expedition, entering the royal city alone.
This way, Jing Hengbo occupied the palace’s home advantage while Jade Queen had military backup outside—each had mutual restraints, maintaining basic balance.
On the high platform, Jing Hengbo saw Jade Queen arriving proudly with Ying Bai following behind, wine flask put away. That boy Yu Wuse followed along quite unwillingly, always deliberately positioning himself between the two when walking. She couldn’t help laughing heartily, thinking this family of three was really quite interesting, and Ying Bai still hadn’t won over Jade Queen—quite useless.
She had a good impression of Jade Queen and her son, instinctively feeling such people could work together, so she agreed to Gong Yin’s proposal to partition Yi Kingdom with Jade.
Jade Queen smiled upon seeing Jing Hengbo, squinting: “This queen was wondering how someone could be so determined to partition Yi Kingdom regardless of everything. Turns out Yi Yiyi sought his own death. Didn’t he know that a woman’s face, like a man’s dignity, absolutely cannot be touched?”
Jing Hengbo touched her face, nodding in deep agreement.
How kind a person she was, always peaceful and non-competitive! But you could touch anything except her face!
Both women were straightforward people. Without much talk, they smiled at each other and sat down to negotiate. Many things already had preliminary consensus. Finally they agreed that after Yi Kingdom achieved stable transition, the area east of Yi River would belong to Jing Hengbo, the south to Jade. Daimao and Jade would equally share all Yi Kingdom’s resources. Many specific details required years of negotiation and cooperation—not matters rulers needed to personally worry about, naturally to be left to their respective advisors later.
After their simple discussion, Jing Hengbo looked at the bumps on Jade Queen’s face, smiling: “These little bumps of yours could be solved in minutes. Why haven’t you dealt with them?”
Jade Queen, who had been casually drinking tea, immediately set down her cup and stared wide-eyed: “What? You’re saying this can be easily removed? Do you know how much effort I’ve spent, how many medicines I’ve sought? I even asked Yi Kingdom and Shang Kingdom for medicine but couldn’t find a complete solution. Now you can do it?”
“What medicines did you use?” Jing Hengbo leaned forward, touching her face and smiling: “Acne is an endocrine problem, not something random medicines can solve—using medicine might even make it worse. Your facial skin is oily. When surface sebum is excessive and clogs pores, it easily causes acne. Look at you, using thick powder to cover these things, not knowing this makes pore blockage worse—how can your acne improve?”
Jade Queen’s eyes lit up as she urgently called for mirrors and water. Maids brought steaming water basins. Just as Jade Queen was about to wash her face, Jing Hengbo stopped her again.
“I’m saying, no wonder your acne won’t heal,” she sighed. “With these habits, you’re completely working against acne. Don’t use such hot water to irritate skin—use warm water.”
After washing with warm water, Jade Queen habitually went to squeeze acne, but Jing Hengbo slapped her hand down.
“Don’t squeeze! Do you want permanent scars that can never be removed?”
Jade Queen was frightened into quickly lowering her hand. The forthright woman was now somewhat at a loss, instinctively looking at Ying Bai. Ying Bai smiled and bowed to Jing Hengbo: “Please instruct Your Majesty, so Yu Ming’s worries can be resolved soon.”
Jing Hengbo chuckled, thinking women, however affected, at crucial moments their eyes revealed their thoughts.
“Why should I help you?” She smiled at the Queen. “We’re not even close.”
Jade Queen glanced at Ying Bai, smiling: “Your Commander seems to be pursuing this queen recently. Maybe we’ll be close in the future.”
Ying Bai coughed, Yu Wuse’s young face changed color, and Jing Hengbo laughed delightedly.
Anyone who could become queen was no weakling. The seemingly hot-tempered Jade Queen was quite cunning too.
“Fine, fine,” she laughed. “Then I’ll wait until you’re close to give you the formula.”
“Don’t!” Jade Queen grabbed her sleeve, leaning her head over. “Let’s negotiate properly. That… I can give you an extra share of Yi Kingdom’s resources in the future.”
“We can discuss that slowly.”
“If you have good pills for your skin’s looseness, I can help you solve it.”
“Excellent, excellent, but no rush.”
“I’ll give you my treasured beauty deep-sea pearl powder…”
“Black Water Marsh’s exotic beast bone powder also has good beauty effects. When my face masks come out, I’ll send you some.”
“Uh… then what exactly do you want?”