"Was Queen Svetlana really that shameless?"
Zong Shen lay on the bed with his hands behind his head, chatting with his little brother, Zong Ze.
Over the past few days, the latter had been engaged in a grueling battle of wits with Svetlana.
Sometimes, it took place in the rear garden.
Sometimes, in the kitchen.
But most of the time, it happened on his turf.
As long as Zong Ze used his arcane methods, she was no match for him at all.
But fun was fun, and messing around was one thing—secrets were no joke.
Svetlana had never truly lowered her guard around Zong Ze, leaving him without an opportunity to intervene in Rhodok's main storyline.
The Northern Frontier trial was about to begin.
The kid was getting a little anxious too.
In truth, his little brother's problem was simple.
He either had to abduct Svetlana outright or kill her.
As long as he actively shattered the internal balance of the Kingdom of Rhodok, all the conflicts that had been held in check would instantly erupt.
King Ge Rui of Rhodok was an NTR fetishist.
No matter how green the grass above his head grew, he still couldn't let go of Svetlana, the fruit he had forcibly plucked.
This kind of cuckold might occasionally say something harsh.
But just when you thought he had finally made up his mind to break things off, he would suddenly choose forgiveness again.
A cuckold wouldn't come to his senses without going back and forth through this ordeal dozens of times.
But without a doubt, while Aze currently couldn't change Svetlana's feelings, he could use other methods to speed up the arrival of that moment.
Zong Ze answered in a somewhat bitter tone.
"You think I'm like you, big bro?"
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