Lin Heng made his principles perfectly clear.
No matter which standpoint one took, letting Murong Ziyan off would not make him seem kindhearted. Instead, it would make Murong Ziyan think that with her young lady backing her, she had the capital to keep stirring up trouble.
What if Lin Heng lost the bet?
If Murong Ziyan insisted on making him enter the palace to become a eunuch, would Murong Yi not still be caught in the middle? In the end, this bet should never have been made in the first place.
But the key was that Lin Heng had never intended to egg anyone on into making a bet.
It was all Murong Ziyan. She found Lin Heng displeasing, felt irritated inside, and arrogantly dug a pit for him.
She simply had not expected that the one who would jump into it would be herself.
"Lady Yi, you are a smart person. At the very least, when it comes to minor details and major principles, you can understand my intentions. Making Murong Ziyan a maid is a minor matter. The most important thing is making her understand that just because she is a Messenger Guard, a trusted aide beside the Female Emperor, she cannot look down on everyone and become arrogant and conceited."
"ε=(′ο｀*))) Sigh!" Lin Heng clasped his hands behind his back and sighed softly. A famous quote brewed in his mind as he said faintly, "The Heavenly Profound Continent has passed through three emperors. Throughout that process, it has been filled with collisions of thought and reforms that cast off the old and bring forth the new.
"It can be called vast and mighty; everyone is caught in the torrent...
"Among them, many people have stood atop the wave through their own efforts or luck. Above the crest