From the very first sentence to these past twenty years, every answer Li Tianming had given had satisfied An Ning. Otherwise, this conversation could not have continued at all.
Upon hearing that there were twenty years left in his duty term, An Ning lowered her crossed leg, placed both hands on the armrests, and leaned slightly forward as she stared at Li Tianming with a solemn gaze. "That leaves less than sixteen years."
"No problem." Li Tianming nodded, his gaze resolute.
An Ning smiled, relaxing somewhat as she said cheerfully, "Do you know that although I gave you this opportunity, I still remain ninety percent doubtful? Those two little wives of yours are far from ordinary. To prove that an unnoticed blood-contract beastmaster can rival them—perhaps no one in this world besides me would be willing to give you that ten percent chance of trust. They would rather believe in infinite beastmasters like the Forest Beast Clan."
"You mean humans like Star Officer Wei Kunchen, who can command Chaos Star Beasts?" Li Tianming did not mention her ninety percent doubt. Instead, he confirmed what these so-called infinite beastmasters were. This itself was a display of absolute confidence—he simply did not care about An Ning's suspicions.
An Ning could sense that.
She was still somewhat surprised by Li Tianming's sincere, heaven-defying confidence that did not provoke disgust. Perhaps his looks added to it as well. This kid truly possessed the bearing of a young emperor, youthful without being greasy.
When An Ning looked at him, it was much like a young man looking at an innocent, snow-white little girl. Their perspectives were actually the same; they naturally inspired a certain tenderness.
Thus, she no longer brought up her doubts. Instead, she shrugged and sneered, "Indeed. A bunch of spineless wretches kneeling