Inside an office in Mingde Hall.
Two figures sat facing each other on sofas.
Xu Cheng, however, sat with one leg crossed over the other, sipping tea in obvious comfort, while the beautiful woman opposite him perched gingerly on the edge of her sofa, looking somewhat restrained.
"Shangguan Wei'er?" Xu Cheng lightly tapped his fingertips against the wooden chair armrest, looking the beauty up and down. His expression was calm, betraying neither pleasure nor displeasure.
"That is this humble woman." She hurriedly answered respectfully. "I originally came to try my luck today. Your Highness attends to countless affairs every day, bearing the realm of Sun Moon upon your shoulders, so you must be terribly busy. I never imagined I would be so fortunate as to meet Your Highness in person..."
"If you have no business here, you may leave." A faint smile played on Xu Cheng's lips.
"..."
Shangguan Wei'er froze. She swallowed, a trace of panic appearing on her face.
This time, she truly panicked. She had expected this prince to be different, but not so utterly impossible to fathom.
Seeing this, Xu Cheng spared her a little patience. "Tell me plainly why you came to see me today. If you conceal even the slightest thing, I will never let you through Mingde Hall's doors again."
"Yes, yes..." Shangguan Wei'er's expression relaxed.
Since he had said that, he most likely already knew why she had come and was somewhat tempted by a share of the underworld's spoils.
Giving her time to speak was a test...
"I have come to offer Your Highness a sharp blade-one that will unite all the underground forces for your use, a blade concealed in the shadows that will let Your Highness command Mingdu's dark corners!" Without another word, Shangguan Wei'er dropped to one knee.