"What makes you think you can boss me around like that?" Shang Beiyu glanced coldly at Song Huiru: "Because you have such wild ideas?"

Song Huiru was startled by Shang Beiyu's gaze.

Indeed, she still doesn't understand why Shang Beiyu is so good to her.

During this time, no matter how much she acted arrogantly, Shang Beiyu almost always satisfied her and even taught her to cultivate immortal arts; so she became arrogant and conceited, thinking that Shang Beiyu must have some reason why he couldn't live without her, and became more and more unscrupulous.

“I…” Song Huiru stammered, unable to speak.

"Your mortal rules dictate an equal exchange. Unless you offer your own life in exchange, I will not kill for you," Shang Beiyu said with a cold and ruthless smile. "Even if you offer your life, I will only kill those of equal status and relationship to you. You and the Ninth Princess are not on the same level. With your current worth, ten of your lives cannot buy one of hers."

The heaviest blow in this world is nothing more than...

Someone directly confronts you and delivers a harsh blow, leaving you speechless.

Song Huiru felt exactly this way; she was completely helpless against Shang Beiyu.

“However, if you were to scheme against someone else, I might be quite interested,” Shang Beiyu winked wickedly at Song Huiru. “For example, the Ninth Prince. Don’t you really want to gain his favor? If you have any plans in that regard, I can help you.”

Upon hearing this, Song Huiru's heart, which had been as cold as ashes, was instantly rekindled.

Her ultimate goal in dealing with that bandit was simply to obtain Shang Xiye.

If she could directly gain Shang Xiye's favor and cut off that bandit's affections, wouldn't dealing with that bandit be a piece of cake? "Is that really true?"

"Yes, after you've drafted your plan, tell your shadow guard. He'll mobilize manpower as needed to fully cooperate with you," Shang Beiyu nodded seriously.

Hearing Shang Beiyu's words, Song Huiru became happy again, leaning against him seductively, greedily reaching out to stroke his face, which was more alluring than a woman's: "Thank you, Your Highness..."

"If you're thinking about someone else, then don't touch me," Shang Beiyu immediately jumped away, causing Song Huiru to miss her target. She took a few steps back lightly and said with utter disgust, "I have a cleanliness obsession. I find women who multitask dirty."

Song Huiru: "..."

Damn it, what are you so arrogant about? You think you're more handsome than the Ninth Prince?!

I wouldn't even want to touch you if there was something to gain from you!

Before leaving, Shang Beiyu pouted and said mischievously to Song Huiru with his back turned, "By the way, if you want to deal with that little bandit, you'd better speed up your cultivation. You're only at the first level of the Spirit Gathering Realm, while she's at the third level. Don't be silly and rush in now and get instantly killed. I'll make sure you have enough spirit stones; you'd better work hard."

"What! She's a cultivator too!" Song Huiru exclaimed in shock. "How could she be..."

"You think bandits all rely on brute force to rob people with big knives? Wake up, you naive girl." Shang Beiyu turned around and winked at Song Huiru with a wicked smile, proudly flicked his wide sleeves, put his left hand behind his back, and left with an aloof air.

The next day, Bailu woke up.

When she opened her eyes, she saw Ji Fengyao sitting next to her, tidying up silver needles, presumably having just personally performed acupuncture on her.

"Your Highness, how could I possibly allow you to personally administer acupuncture to me? This is unacceptable!" Bai Lu stood up, moved, and was about to kowtow to Ji Fengyao in gratitude.

Ji Fengyao quickly pressed her down and reached out to touch the bruise on the back of her neck.