Fang Yuan stared at her for a long breath, then chuckled lowly.
His hand lingered on her shoulder as he leaned in, a sly grin tugging at his lips.
"So, all that bluster, all those clever moves… and in the end, it was just jealousy."
He tilted his head, voice softening into a mock whisper. "Wife, if you wanted me all to yourself, you only had to say so."
Lin Zhaoyue's face flushed crimson, her lips parting as if to retort, but before she could—
A golden light burst across Fang Yuan's vision.
[Reconcile with the Qin King.
Task: Negotiate peace terms with the Third Princess as the bargaining chip.
Reward: 10x Hollow Spirit Pill, 100,000 System Points, One Saint Grade (7) Weapon.]
Fang Yuan froze, his smirk collapsing as his mind reeled. Saint Grade (7)? The best he had ever even seen was Grade (4), a Heaven-grade weapon. To leap three entire tiers in one reward was absurd.
But then the reality sank in.
Reconcile… with the Qin King? Of all people? His brow twitched.
