Lan Ruoyue was nearly dumbstruck. "My five thousand Fortune Value—why do I only have four thousand left? What happened? Why did I lose a thousand in one day?"
The system was even more frantic than Lan Ruoyue.
To advance to a high-level system, it had to accumulate one hundred thousand Fortune Value.
For its previous nine missions, every host it had bound had been a loser clawing their way up. It had finally bound someone who started with over three thousand Fortune Value. Once it saved up ten thousand, it could join the ranks of the major systems.
How had five thousand suddenly dropped to four thousand?
The system felt as though the heavens had collapsed, the earth had caved in, and the little yellow dog had vanished!
Its dream of advancement seemed shattered.
Lan Ruoyue roared helplessly, "You never know a damn thing! What good are you as a system? Hurry up and investigate!"
Her shouting snapped the system back to its senses, and it hurried to search its records.
A moment later, it seemed to suffer a devastating blow and completely fell apart.
"No way, no way! Your score didn't drop after several rounds of fighting, but this one glimpse cost you a thousand Fortune Value?"
Lan Ruoyue asked, "What glimpse?"
The system replied, "At dusk, the Imperial Preceptor saw Jiang Shuyue out of the Imperial Preceptor's Residence. Everyone was stunned by his aura of beauty, and they stole your Fortune Value."
Lan Ruoyue was dumbfounded.
She had not seen Murong Tianci at court last time, but in her judgment, Zhou Yunshen and the Fourth Prince were already outstanding beauties. Neither of them had siphoned off her Fortune Value, so why could Murong Tianci?
"That shouldn't be possible! These are fortune points! Fine, they can fight over whatever's