Little Yanzhi was not as confident and ostentatious as usual. She stared blankly at the Dragon King for a while, then suddenly looked surprised, as if she had only just recognized him.
"Sorry, my mind wandered."
"It's all right." Gu Shenwei had to admit that he had seen nothing at all. Little Yanzhi really did look like a woman tormented by love. Given her never-say-die nature, she might resort to extreme measures to salvage everything.
"Shangguan Ru told you everything?"
"Not much."
"Sometimes I'm curious. What kind of hatred could grow so great that it made you give up the person you loved? The Old Khan King was different. He loved to toy with the women of his enemies' tribes, claiming that it gave him the pleasure of double conquest."
Gu Shenwei had heard similar words from the Old Khan King. Whether then or now, he could not accept them. "I didn't come here to discuss this."
"Hehe, there I go poking my nose in again. Who can blame me? I'm a woman, after all. I hope the Dragon King won't mind. Why did I invite you here? Oh, right—Dudun. He's a very lovable man, isn't he?"
Gu Shenwei nodded, then said coolly, "When he wants to be, he can be lovable. Unfortunately, I haven't been as lucky as Little Yanzhi. I've never seen it."
"Haha." Little Yanzhi's laughter returned to its former hearty quality. "Exactly. That's just how Dudun is. Who can blame him? He's the Old Khan King's favorite son. He had that talent from childhood. While everyone else held their breath before the Old Khan King, feeling that even yawning would be a grave offense, he could advance or retreat with ease. He dared to talk back, knew how to act spoiled, and cried when he wanted