However, Lin Mo's performance had left Qiu Xianyu rather dissatisfied, and she put pressure on Wei Manying as soon as she arrived.
She stated that they now had three keys. With just one more, they could open the burial chamber where the Dragon Emperor slumbered.
Wei Manying lowered her head and acknowledged her instructions, and Qiu Xianyu left.
Even the sight of her retreating figure was mesmerizing, drawing people helplessly into her spell.
Although Wei Manying possessed a beauty that could topple nations, she truly was not in the same league as Qiu Xianyu.
After she left, Lin Mo clearly noticed a trace of displeasure in Wei Manying's eyes. It was not directed at him, but at the woman who had just departed, so he invited Wei Manying out for a walk.
The riverside was peaceful at night. A gentle breeze brushed past, sending shimmering ripples across the water.
Lin Mo and Wei Manying walked side by side, their shadows stretching long beneath the moonlight.
Lin Mo turned to look at Wei Manying. Seeing a faint melancholy between her brows, he asked softly, "That woman seemed rather harsh on you. She referred to herself as a consort. Who is she?"
Wei Manying sighed softly, her voice tinged with helplessness. "She is the Dragon Emperor's beloved consort. With her exalted status, it is only natural for her to hold juniors like us to strict standards. Still, she is doing it for the great undertaking of reviving the Dragon Emperor. I understand."
Lin Mo frowned, a hint of displeasure in his voice. "Even so, she shouldn't act so high and mighty. You've given so much for the Yuan, yet she shows no consideration for your efforts."
Wei Manying shook her head, a complicated look flashing through her eyes. "Lord Lin, you can