Murong Wan'er's Shock

Murong Wan'er hadn't expected Wang Xian to be so utterly boring. Instead of trying to seduce a woman, he wanted to make some kind of deal with her. Her gaze grew hazy, and she sat there stunned.

She looked into Wang Xian's dark eyes again. Aside from the fact that he didn't seem to be joking, she couldn't read his thoughts at all.

For a moment, she almost wanted to throw herself into his arms and give herself to him. That would settle it.

A woman needed a man, after all.

She'd waited three years. Wang Xian seemed to have grown up a little, and was just barely fit to be her man.

Unfortunately, Wang Xian's mind was a thousand miles away. He didn't notice that the woman before him had already lost herself in a whirl of emotion.

He cleared his throat and said solemnly:

"I promised Hu Keke I'd help him take back some things that belong to him... That's also why I haven't come to the imperial city these past few years. Now I'm here, the crow has transformed, and Little White has returned."

"It won't be long before I leave with a few people... I'll also be leaving the Southern Frontier. If you agree to stay by Hu Keke's side for fifteen years, I can help you fulfill a certain wish."

Wang Xian hadn't been very direct. His words had even been a little vague.

But he believed that someone as clever as Murong Wan'er would understand.

Sure enough, Murong Wan'er froze.

Then she flew into a rage and sprang to her feet.

Pointing at Wang Xian's nose, she berated him furiously. "Wang Xian, you bastard! I'm talking to you about romance, about two people in love, and you want me to be Hu Keke's bodyguard?