"I assure you, I meant no disrespect to your... sacred bond. Please, quench your anger. The tea is already ruined; let us not ruin the diplomatic relations of the Empire as well."
Bai Yunxian's jaw clenched so tightly that a muscle jumped in his cheek as his ruby eyes narrowed into lethal, glowing slits.
He wasn't a fool. Having suffered through the horrific manipulations of this two-faced snake in his previous lives, Bai Yunxian knew exactly how to read the Chancellor.
He knew that this lazy, placating retreat was nothing but a tactical withdrawal. He knew that it wouldn't be so easy to make a twisted psychopath like Mo Ling Yuan give up on a new obsession.
A cold shiver of realization washed down Bai Yunxian's spine.
If Yun Shu had been an ordinary mortal, or even just a standard high-tier cultivator, Mo Ling Yuan would have already made his move.
