After a brief silence, Nan Fenglan finally parted her cherry-red lips and softly voiced her thoughts.
"Since Lord Xiang has mastered peerless martial arts and holds the position of Divine Constable firmly in his grasp, I wish to serve under you. I wonder if Lord Xiang would be willing to take me in?"
Nan Fenglan had summoned tremendous courage to speak the longing buried in her heart. Having made her purpose clear, she would not give up even the slightest chance to get close to Xiang Yang.
For a woman to move a man, beauty alone was not enough. She also had to prescribe the right medicine for the illness—understand his preferences and dress herself into the sort of woman he liked. That was called catering to his tastes.
Nan Fenglan did not understand Xiang Yang, nor did she know what kind of woman he liked. But she thought that with her looks, if she swayed before his eyes every day, could he truly remain unmoved?
That was why she had proposed working under Xiang Yang. No matter what she did, so long as she had opportunities to meet him, there was a chance she could make him fall for her.
"Certainly. I have just taken a case from Overlord Spear, and I need several capable hands to assist me. Come with me, then."
Xiang Yang had not expected Nan Fenglan to say she wished to join him, but he quickly agreed without much hesitation. Aside from the fact that Nan Fenglan looked identical to Nan Xiaoru, making her difficult to refuse, he truly did need helpers.
Dingzhou was unlike the Imperial Capital of Great Zhou. It lay far from Great Zhou's political center, its local connections were tangled and complex, and there might even be experts who had attained