Bao Si, You Came at Just the Right Time

"The system was as considerate as ever."

Ye Zhuo considered the system very considerate; it always gave suitable rewards at the right time.

Now, even its missions had become increasingly appropriate.

"Why are you crying?"

Ye Zhuo asked. Bao Si was currently heartbroken beyond measure.

"Reporting to the Divine Lord, the Son of Heaven has died, and this servant will be buried with him."

Bao Si wept bitterly.

"Oh, before long, enemies will come to attack. After this Beacon Fire Trick on the Feudal Lords, that move will no longer work for the Son of Heaven.

Very soon, even if you survive, you will be captured. You should understand what your fate will be."

What?

Not only was it impossible for her to survive and inevitable that she would be buried with him—even if King You of Zhou did not die, would she still meet this same end?

Bao Si cried her eyes out. She had never liked smiling to begin with, and now she could smile even less.

"It is nothing. Everyone dies. This is your fate as well."

Ye Zhuo consoled her with a proper solemn air.

"This consort wishes to follow the Divine Lord to the Immortal Realm!"

Bao Si seemed to have found a lifeline. In ancient times, there had been quite a few legends like this.

"You think you deserve it?"

Ye Zhuo gave Bao Si another look.

She was the woman for whom King You of Zhou had resorted to such a suicidal stunt as the Beacon Fire Trick on the Feudal Lords just to win a smile. What would be the point of taking her away so easily?

"This consort is willing to serve the Divine Lord for life!"

A miserable life was better than a good death.

Bao Si was aloof, but