A Bolt from the Blue

The change in Di Wushuang was plain not only to the Huan King, the three consorts, Qiu Li, and the others before her, but also to the civil and military officials around her. They were equally puzzled.

Even setting aside Di Wushuang's peerless charm and city-toppling beauty, her standing and strength alone were enough to earn her a marquisate or a generalship. Yet the Huan King had overlooked her.

In theory, the earlier someone was invested at the enfeoffment ceremony, the higher their standing. Now even fourth- and fifth-rank military officers and sixth- and seventh-rank civil officials had received their titles, yet Di Wushuang's turn still had not come?!

Unlike the assembled officials, Di Wushuang viewed the matter from another angle...

If the Huan King did not grant her the title they had agreed upon, it meant he might well go back on his word. Di Wushuang would have misjudged him!

More seriously, Di Wushuang had only one last "life" left. This time, her physical body had "crossed over," rather than her soul entering Forging the Sacred Court. If she was killed, she would truly die, both in reality and in Forging the Sacred Court (this would be explained later; Di Wushuang was not a pure Otherworlder, so deleting her character and starting over was not an option)!

And here she stood in the Huan Kingdom's royal capital, inside the palace's Golden Hall. Even without the million elite troops outside, the powerful figures present had more than enough strength to surround and kill her!

How could Di Wushuang not be alarmed? Not furious? Not anxious?

Different standpoints and different angles naturally yielded different views. As the saying went, "Viewed broadside, a ridge; viewed sideways, a peak, different from far or near, high or low. I cannot see Mount Lu's true