"How could that be, boss? Day and night, I've dreamed of returning to your side—" Qiongzhi glanced at the hand resting on her shoulder. Unlike when she had first Entered Evil, when curse patterns still showed upon it, it was now clean and ordinary. Yet it had seized hold of the string of her life directly.
She had no desire to test whether King Qinguang could truly kill her completely. After changing her face and hiding her tracks for so long, the fact that this nemesis had still found her so easily was proof enough in itself.
Heaven knew how many curse seals that damned bastard had planted in her body when they had worked together. She had washed and peeled them away all along the way, yet even now, she still had not managed to strip them all clean!
They were brothers from the same household—was this really how he guarded against her? Not a shred of jianghu loyalty! She had already left the job; why had he not taken them back?
She ignored the pain in both body and soul entirely. Like the most devout of believers, she cried out fervently, "Boss for a day, master for life!"
King Qinguang looked at his utterly transformed loyal subordinate in the mirror and clicked his tongue. "Speaking of which, there's something interesting I'd like to share with you."
"Hahahaha!" Qiongzhi immediately began playing along. "Then it must be very interesting!"
King Qinguang lifted his chin. "Continue. I've never watched a woman draw her eyebrows before."
Were you and King Chujiang always this lacking in romance? Well, it made sense. Cold as ice.
Qiongzhi grumbled inwardly, but obediently picked up the eyebrow pencil.
After her intensive training at Three-Part Fragrance Pavilion, every inch of her now exuded femininity. Every gesture, every