An Assassination

After that, Zhao Han went to report to the so-called NPC, Chief Steward Niu.

Chief Steward Niu seemed to have received Yun Ling'er's telepathic message.

Though no one had told him, he somehow knew that Zhao Han was Yun Ling'er's long-lost younger brother.

So he made a point of greeting him with obsequious deference, showering Zhao Han with praise.

And just like that, Zhao Han spent his time in the dream learning from Chief Steward Niu about the various duties a chief steward had to handle.

He had to admit, this dream felt incredibly real. It was clear Yun Ling'er had put a lot of effort into her little daydream.

Even the things Chief Steward Niu taught him were practical.

By nightfall, the Phoenix Carriage had entered the grounds of Cloud Phoenix Palace once more, and stopped before the palace gates.

Zhao Han, Chief Steward Niu, and several other chief stewards had been waiting there for quite some time, along with a large group of eunuchs.

Just like the previous night, Yun Ling'er stepped down onto the ground using a human ladder. She summoned only the Four Guards of Wind, Rain, Thunder, and Lightning, along with Zhao Han, to follow her into the palace.

Once they entered Cloud Phoenix Palace, the Four Guards of Wind, Rain, Thunder, and Lightning helped her out of her clothes as before.

Leaning against the bed, Yun Ling'er carefully sized up Zhao Han in his chief steward's uniform. Her graceful figure shifted as she smiled.

"Just as I'd expect of my younger brother. Handsome and distinguished, a true dragon among men."

"Now that you have an identity, I'll have to train you even more, so you can bring glory to our Lineage."

Zhao Han's heart tightened. Here it comes. That was quick.

*She's going to