"Pah!" Murong Ziyan spat viciously. "Hmph! You can barely save yourself, so who cares about owing you a favor!"
"Do you know how that fellow Wen Zhou was dealt with?"
"Wen Zhou? That lecher—he didn't die?" Lin Heng asked in confusion.
Murong Ziyan lowered her voice and smiled. "I personally led people to castrate him. The Female Emperor herself said that people like him should be stripped of their right to be men and spend the rest of their lives in endless torment. In the future, he can stay here on the Heavenly Action Continent and serve as an assistant chief steward."
"What? Assistant chief steward? How could that work... Even if someone like that has been castrated, he can't be allowed to work in the inner court or imperial harem, can he?" Lin Heng frowned deeply.
He was far from satisfied with that arrangement.
What kind of joke was this? That guy had openly coveted his woman and wanted to put a green hat on him, yet he was still being kept around as a servant?
He didn't even deserve to be a servant! He should have been killed outright!
Murong Ziyan was somewhat speechless. Was that really the important part?
"Lin Heng, how can you miss the point? I said assistant chief steward. Then who do you think the position of chief steward is being reserved for?"
"Oh my, it's so hard to guess! Hehehe..." Murong Ziyan could not help letting out an evil laugh.
At those words, Lin Heng's heart skipped a beat.
On second thought, it definitely could not be him.
Even if the Female Emperor was not exactly savoring the marrow once she had tasted the bone, she had certainly received plenty of chicken-related opportunities. She had broken through from the Late Great Vehicle Realm