Wang Jian: This Person Must Never Be Offended! Remember!

"This slave always feels that the number one dancer of the Zhao State is coming for you, My Lord."

Duan Yu sat in the hall, kneading Zhao Cheng's shoulders while relaying the latest critical intelligence to him.

Currently, under her arrangement, the Jade Balance Pavilion had already spread throughout the Qin State and was gradually expanding into the six other states.

The efficiency was nothing short of astonishing.

She was always able to grasp the movements of Ji Xue'er—whose trail was impossible for ordinary people to find—at the very first moment, and by analyzing her route, she deduced that the woman was coming for Zhao Cheng.

"The Zhao State is truly too polite, sending subordinates one moment and beauties the next."

Listening to Duan Yu's account, Zhao Cheng felt a surge of curiosity regarding this Ji Xue'er.

With such mysterious rumors surrounding her, could her dancing be more graceful and alluring than Liu Ying's? Could she be more charming and beautiful than Duan Yu?

Seeing the curiosity in Zhao Cheng's eyes, Duan Yu suddenly pouted, a rare sight, as a sense of crisis welled up in her heart—the feeling that someone was about to snatch away her treasure.

But she quickly caught herself, her vermilion lips pressing together as she dispelled the sourness in her heart.

She smiled bitterly to herself; she was likely a bit sick in the head.

To think she had started viewing My Lord as her own exclusive possession.

"Father, I hear the Blood-Clad Army is to be expanded, and Zhao Cheng is currently selecting men from the three armies. Should we cooperate?"

At the residence of Wang Jian, Wang Ben sought out his father to inquire after hearing news of the impending expansion of the Blood-Clad Army.

Wang Jian was looking at a map