Mad Knife

Hearing Ning Qingxuan's words, Liang Zhihuan smiled. "Oh, I nearly forgot. The Empress knows this Lin Zhen too. Then in your opinion, how strong is he?"

Ning Qingxuan's expression did not change. "I had a brief exchange with him before. He is quite strong. He probably has not exerted himself yet."

"Is that so? But I think he is no good. I say he is destined to be eliminated."

"No, I think he will achieve a pretty good ranking." Ning Qingxuan shook her head slightly. Although she was usually detached, where Lin Zhen was concerned, she was unwilling to yield even to the Emperor. In Ning Qingxuan's heart, the Emperor was merely the Emperor, not her beloved.

"Then how about a small wager between Us and the Empress? If Lin Zhen can enter the top five million, We will give him some rewards."

"What rewards?" Ning Qingxuan asked.

Seeing Ning Qingxuan ask this, the jealousy in Liang Zhihuan's heart grew even stronger. "Free use of every teleportation array in Southern Liang! If he fails, then the Empress will dine with Us every day from now on."

Ning Qingxuan thought for a moment. "What if he enters the top one million?"

"That would naturally be even better. Is he not an alchemist? The Royal Herb Repository will be open to him, and he may purchase whatever he wishes."

"What about the top one hundred thousand?" Ning Qingxuan tilted her head, a faint smile on her face.

"Herbs at half price!"

"What about ten thousandth place?"

"Is the Empress joking with Us? If he can enter the top ten thousand, herbs will be sold to him at ten percent of the price!"

"What about the top thousand?" Ning Qingxuan continued asking.

Liang Zhihuan laughed heartily. "If he can enter the top thousand,