Guagua: [Host, are we going to expose this?]
Song Yaoyao: [Of course we are!
But now isn't the time!
If we expose this now, Nian Fengyuan will be the one without a leg to stand on.
He'll probably fall very soon, and that isn't what I want.
If he falls so quickly, how will he fight Nian Cenyi's other sons?
We want them to fight until both sides are battered and broken. Then we'll step in and reap the rewards.]
Guagua: [Host, you want to be the fisherman who profits from their struggle again?]
Song Yaoyao: [Yes. Once they've fought until both sides are battered and broken, we'll reveal Nian Fengyuan's parentage.
Just imagining that scene makes me think it'll be spectacular!]
Guagua: [Host, you're getting better and better at scheming!]
Song Yaoyao: [Thank you for the compliment.
But Guagua, print out the evidence of Nian Fengyuan's parentage, complete with pictures and text.
We'll prepare it ahead of time so we can use it whenever we need to.]
Guagua: [All right, Host.]
Through the Drone, Song Yaoyao watched Nian Fengyuan endlessly curse at people below. The Drone had tormented him until he completely lost his composure. Not a trace of princely dignity remained; he could give a screaming shrew a run for her money.
Watching all this put Song Yaoyao in an even better mood.
After she had led Nian Fengyuan around by the nose for several hours, he finally stopped chasing and merely glared at the Drone with hatred.
Nian Fengyuan cursed a few more times, then returned to the palace.
Song Yaoyao piloted the Drone above his head and followed him into the Imperial Palace!
Nian Fengyuan looked up, spotted the Drone, and cursed furiously:
"You damned thing! Getting carried away, are you?
Just you wait! Once I've