A ruler?
No way!
Yun Zhenyue recalled her time as the City Lord of Fengdu Ghost City. It had been nothing but trouble—fending off invasions while also having to micromanage aid for the poor. There wasn't a single day she could relax.
'I have no such grand ambitions in this life!'
'I'd much rather just coast through life, spending my days peacefully with Gu Yuan.'
"A ruler? No thanks..."
Yun Zhenyue shook her head like a rattle drum.
Seeing this, Konglan chuckled. "What's wrong? Is the prospect of ruling a world not to your liking?"
"To be so resistant... could it be—"
A teasing smile played on Konglan's lips.
'Did she see right through me?'
But instead, Konglan said, "Don't tell me you'd rather serve at the Ghost Lord's side?"
"That's my dream, but seeing how devoted you are, I imagine you feel the same."
"Well, I'm not a petty person. If I have the honor of meeting the Ghost Lord, I'll ask him to let you serve him, too."
Yun Zhenyue was speechless.
