Wu Shang looked at the tall, slender man in black with an expression that seemed to say, "Are you kidding me?", as if he were looking at a lunatic.

Unfortunately, the man in black had no sense of humor and didn't grasp the essence of Wu Shang's gaze; he still felt very good about himself and looked like a severely delusional person with chuunibyou (middle school syndrome) who went around asking people "Want to sign up for a membership card?" or "Wash, cut and blow-dry all-inclusive service".

"This is a small favor from the Lord. Once you prove your loyalty and worth, even better things await you, perhaps even things like flying or disappearing into the earth." The tall, slender man in black took a book from his robes and handed it over.

Wu Shang took it and saw that the title page, still fragrant with ink, read "The Nine Swords of the Gentleman".

A quick glance reveals a complete set of sword manuals, complete with illustrations and text.

Even with just a casual glance, Wu Shang could sense the exquisite nature of its swordsmanship; it was indeed a rare and valuable sword manual.

"Hmm, your lord is indeed quite generous," Wu Shang said, weighing the sword manual in his hand before putting it away. "But you've used both threats and bribes, so I need to know who I'm working for, right?"

"You don't need to know that for now. All you need to know is that by following the Lord, you will have the opportunity to go to the spirit world and become a superior being; and the price of betraying the Lord is that you and she will both suffer a fate worse than death. That's enough." The tall, slender man in black put his hands behind his back in a pretentious manner, acting like a superior being.

Finally, he stretched out his right hand and casually struck out with his palm; a ball of purple lightning shot out from his palm, extinguishing the only remaining lit candle in the room.

Wu Shang's pupils contracted slightly in the darkness, and his brows furrowed slightly.

To conjure lightning out of thin air—that's quite astonishing: "Is this what your so-called master taught you?"

"This is just one of the Lord's many miraculous methods. If you perform well, the Lord will also help you unleash your own unique potential in the future," the tall, slender man in black said, his words filled with admiration and pride.

"Then what do I need to do?" Wu Shang's tone revealed a hint of longing.

Hearing Wu Shang's tone, the tall, slender man in black chuckled and said, "Haste makes waste. When we need you to do something, someone will naturally notify you. Now, enjoy your time with your little lover. The medicine she took will make you feel like you're in heaven, allowing you to fully enjoy life."

Upon hearing this, Wu Shang's hands, which were hanging by his sides, suddenly clenched: "I said, men's matters should not involve women. Give me the antidote!"

"You are the antidote. Anyway, you two meet in secret every now and then, isn't that perfect?" The tall, slender man in black chuckled strangely, then soared away like a night bird.

Wu Shang angrily slammed the door shut, then turned around and went to the side of Shanyu Heye, who was trembling on the bed. He pulled her, whose body was burning hot, into his arms and asked, "Ye'er, how are you? Are you hurt?"

"Aheng, am I really useless, always being controlled and manipulated by others, dragging you down with me?" Shanyu Heye's voice choked with sobs.

"No, no, it's my fault. I didn't protect you well, which is why you were repeatedly harmed by others." Wu Shang hugged Shanyu Heye tightly as he got into bed: "Don't worry, I will go and beg the prince tomorrow to let you move to live next door to the princess."

"But the poison in your body..." Shanyu Heye was so worried that tears streamed down his face.

After spending this time together, she could tell that Jing Heng was genuinely good to her.

She genuinely wanted to spend the rest of her life with him, but unexpectedly, unexpected twists and turns occurred.