"What good will your hate do you?" The man smirked. "Do you think you can get revenge?"
Ranmil clenched her fists. "Yes!"
The man looked at her.
Ranmil said, "Since I can't be his wife, I'll be his stepmother!"
The man seemed pleased.
But the look disappeared, so quickly that no one would have noticed, least of all Ranmil, who was consumed with hatred.
"I'll make him pay for this! I want him dead!" Ranmil glared at the man. "The Dongsang Kingdom can't wait to see him dead, right?"
The man chuckled.
Ranmil said, "Not only can I persuade Emperor Wu in the bedroom, I can also provoke conflict between Jun Linyuan and the second prince. I can create chaos in the entire Junwu Empire. Isn't that good news for your kingdom?"
The man only smiled, and didn't say a word.
Ranmil said, "But I won't do it for free."
The man said, "The Fierce Face dance."
