The Audience

Luo Ningcha was weeping bitterly, tears streaming down her face. Even when Great Head God had died, she hadn't cried this hard.

Gu Shenwei hadn't wanted to see the woman. She had sent a maid with a message: if the Dragon King didn't come to her tent, she would cross the camp and demand an audience in full view of everyone.

Gu Shenwei came, bringing his strategist, Long Fanyun, and Nie Zeng.

The folding screen in the tent had been moved aside. Luo Ningcha was bent over the table, sobbing. The visitors stood awkwardly for a while before she finally raised her head a little. "Tell me, how did he die?"

Fang Wenshi's heart gave a sudden leap. Could this be the legendary fox spirit or snake demon? The famous 'woman' of Jade City certainly lived up to her reputation. He cleared his throat and answered for the Dragon King. "King Yue Yao was shot by a hidden arrow from one of his own tribesmen..."

Luo Ningcha stopped crying and noticed, surprised, that the Dragon King had brought three attendants. "Who are you?"

"Me? I'm the Dragon King's strategist. My surname is Fang..."

"I don't care whether your surname is Fang or Round. Who let you in?"

Fang Wenshi grew flustered. So the famous "woman" was just as notorious for her temper. "I... the Dragon King..."

"Get out."

"He's my strategist, and this is my captain of the guards. They can stay." Gu Shenwei spoke up to defuse the situation. He had some experience dealing with Luo Ningcha.

Luo Ningcha's eyes were already large, but now they widened further. Even slightly swollen and red, they had a bewitching allure. Fang Wenshi lowered his head, afraid to take another look, and kept reminding himself to stay in control.

Luo Ningcha suddenly