"Yes, there really is only one of you."
Zhao Bai said it without mercy. High in the sky, the Third Herrscher slowly descended with Bronya in tow. Her toes touched the ground lightly, spotless as though she were an angel descended from heaven. Four wings of light emerged behind her, their intricate patterns like the culmination of some religious art. Thunderstorms roared endlessly around her, never resting for a moment. This was the Third Herrscher's true form.
The Third Herrscher at the height of her power?
It might be a little difficult, but it wasn't a serious problem.
That was what he thought, but deep down, Zhao Bai's instincts told him that the Third Herrscher could be controlled. There was no need to meet blades.
"Zhao Bai, to show your gratitude, you should submit to—"
"I have a better reward."
Zhao Bai cut off the Third Herrscher. Facing her contemptuous gaze, he slowly stepped forward and gently patted her head three times. Her soft, fluffy straight hair was as smooth as silk, but Zhao Bai also felt lightning strike him. Pain stabbed through his palm, and his body trembled.
After all, he was still made of flesh and blood.
The Third Herrscher threw Bronya onto the ground and asked strangely, "Human, what foolish thing are you doing now?"
"A reward."
"A reward... What kind of reward is patting someone's head?"
The Third Herrscher froze, then quickly understood. This was an extremely grave humiliation. She had come with the intention of recruiting him, yet Zhao Bai treated her like a pet cat. A hand patting her forehead counted as a reward? How could there be such a shameless person in this world?
"Is Bronya only worth one pat?"
Bronya tilted her head and asked, her eyes full of confusion. Her words