The next day.
Inside the command tent.
Luo Chen stood respectfully to one side.
Opposite him.
Sat a woman whose graceful figure could not be concealed even by her snow-white fox-fur coat. Her beauty was peerless, her cool demeanor touched with a hint of liveliness.
Luo Chen glanced at Shangguan Changyue beside him, then at the woman across from him.
That was right.
Luo Chen had not expected to meet his former superior again so soon.
Still less had he expected.
King Zhenbei's Consort, Leng Ruoxue, to come personally to win him over.
"Your Highness, conditions in the camp are rather crude..."
"It does not matter."
Leng Ruoxue looked at Luo Chen with a bright smile. Her naturally lively manner seemed strangely at odds with her cool face.
"I heard Changyue mention you long ago. Unfortunately, I left in too much of a hurry last time and did not get to meet one of the Northern Border's young geniuses sooner."
Her voice rang out like a clear spring, melodious and pleasant.
"Your Highness overpraises me." Luo Chen's gaze remained calm, and he showed no excessive emotion at the consort's praise.
He held neither goodwill nor ill will toward King Zhenbei's Mansion.
Of course, if King Zhenbei had not acted when the Flood Dragon crossed the waters some time ago.
Then what state of mind he would have had upon meeting someone from the Prince's Mansion would have been a question mark.
"I am not exaggerating. In the great cities of the Northern Border, among all the great families and powerful clans, who does not know the name Luo Chen?"
Leng Ruoxue smiled radiantly.
With a flash of light in her hand, a Jade Record appeared.
"You are a genius of our Northern Border Demon Suppression Bureau, so naturally your talent