The small courtyard was secluded and tranquil. It was filled with a dazzling array of rare flowers, while the little building was exquisitely and elegantly designed—an ideal place for seclusion.
Lin Bai recognized most of the flowers in the garden. They were probably unique to the Hunting Realm.
"Not bad." Lin Bai looked around, quite satisfied with his new surroundings.
Madam Qianrou left behind a Voice Transmission Token. "If Wolf Marquis needs anything here, you can contact me directly."
The words were meant as simple concern, but ever since Lin Bai learned that Madam Qianrou wanted to unite with him, they sounded somewhat strange.
"I have one more question..." After much thought, Lin Bai asked, "Why are you called Madam Qianrou?"
Madam Qianrou's expression stiffened slightly, and her beautiful eyes flickered. In the end, she did not answer directly. "That isn't something Wolf Marquis needs to know."
"Wolf Marquis, get some good rest."
"Our trade from earlier still stands. As long as Wolf Marquis agrees to our request, I can immediately send over the King Grade Bloodline."
"If Wolf Marquis refuses, you'll probably have to wait a long time before obtaining one. After all, the King Grade Bloodline is extremely scarce even to the Demon Race."
"Please think it through carefully."
After saying this, Madam Qianrou left.
Watching her departing figure, Lin Bai's expression gradually darkened, and a murderous glint flashed through his eyes. "The Demon Realm is already chaotic enough, and now the Demon Race wants to stick its hand into things too."
"Ugh."
"What a headache."
Lin Bai rubbed his brow, closed the courtyard gate, and said, "It seems that those in high positions aren't as bright and dazzling as they appear in outsiders' eyes. Behind the scenes, they must all have their own untold hardships."
"I wonder