Jiang Nuan gazed at his face, so beautiful that it blurred the line between male and female, and could not help staring a little longer.
Yet what Zhang Liang hated most was people paying attention to his face.
Because of it, many people overlooked his talent.
He had even suffered harassment from certain perverts because of it. The mere thought made him sick.
Fortunately, Jiang Nuan's gaze was entirely innocent, nothing more than a pure appreciation of beauty, which put him somewhat at ease.
"You're brimming with talent. Why would you take leave of your senses and become a rebel?"
Jiang Nuan looked at him as she asked.
Compared to looks, she valued talent far more.
Zhang Liang turned his face away and ignored her outright.
Jiang Nuan was not annoyed and kept smiling cheerfully.
"Has Great Xia run out of people? They actually sent a child like you to persuade me?"
Seeing that only Jiang Nuan had come over, Zhang Liang was rather shocked. Were the people of Great Xia really holding him in such contempt?
"I'm not here to persuade you. I'm merely here to point you toward a broad, bright road."
As Jiang Nuan spoke, she saw his plainly skeptical expression, smiled, and continued:
"Your name is Zhang Liang. You were born in... Your parents are... When you were seven, you fell out of a tree while taking eggs from a bird's nest, leaving a permanent scar on your leg. When you were ten..."
Jiang Nuan slowly recounted the events of Zhang Liang's life. Some of them were things even he could barely remember.
"Y-you... how did you know all that?"
If he remembered correctly, he had only just been captured, hadn't he? An hour ago? How had they dug up every last detail of his background