The Hypnotized Chief Steward Niu

Zhao Han left the National Teacher's residence, curled his lip, and scoffed at all of Nightmare's lies.

I'd seen through Nightmare's intentions long ago.

In the Dreamscape, Nightmare had only three paths to choose from.

The first: surrender to Yun Ling'er.

The second: die, defeated by Yun Ling'er.

The third: win and devour Yun Ling'er.

Zhao Han certainly wouldn't let Nightmare die, so Nightmare absolutely couldn't lose.

But he couldn't let it win, either. If it won, Nightmare could escape into someone else's dream, and Zhao Han would have to chase it from the far south to the far north.

And there was no guarantee he'd find another chance like this one, with an Outworlder stepping in to trap Nightmare, as had happened with Yun Ling'er.

That left Zhao Han with only the first path: make Nightmare surrender to Yun Ling'er.

So he had to build a good relationship with her.

Once the dream ended, he could borrow Nightmare from Yun Ling'er and use it to help Nangong Meng return from her predicament.

"Nightmare, oh, Nightmare. You want to win, but it won't be that easy."

Zhao Han immediately returned to Cloud Phoenix Palace to see his elder sister—or rather, Yun Ling'er at night, the so-called Outworlder.

Then he started spouting nonsense:

"Big sister, tonight I went to investigate Morning Dragon Palace. I'd intended to find a chance to assassinate that damned emperor and be done with it, but who could've guessed the National Teacher would be there, scheming with him? There were countless hidden guards, and thousands of Imperial Guards stationed around the palace."

"I knew I couldn't succeed, so I came back."

"What a pity..."

Zhao Han's stream of nonsense left the Outworlder looking grave.

Yun Ling'er frowned and asked, "You say the National Teacher was plotting with