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Li ilin gently bit her lower lip in thought, as she pondered over what events might unfold around her and within her world. Currently, she was receiving favorable treatnt from all the beasts, making the chances of suddenly falling into peril very slim. Yet, despite this, her concern lay with the Siban Empire. In the capital stood the Royal Castle, ho to her family who had never known fear as nobility. Even knowing this, Li ilin was certain her family was enjoying their ti, living the lavish lifestyle of the kingdom’s upper class.
Their King dread of one day overthrowing the Divine Domain. Even now, despite the absence of the Saint’s faction, he did not give it much thought. The Siban Empire had more than one Saint, and anyone foolish enough to attack his empire would find the Siban Emperor fully prepared for retaliation. These thoughts occupied Li ilin’s mind as she imagined the Emperor’s reasoning, her mood growing lancholic as she contemplated.
"Perhaps he could be of use," Li ilin murmured, recalling the white-haired young man living within the Divine Domain. As an imperial figure, Li ilin could sense the aura radiating from the youth. Though he possessed the ability to transform into a werewolf, Li ilin was certain he had endured his share of misfortune.
With resolute determination, she stood up and headed toward Yan Xiaobao’s room. She had previously received his assistance there, though he had refused to help her in any way. Anyone with paler skin could tell he wanted nothing to do with her. But Li ilin was not like the others. She was a woman willing to do anything to obtain what she desired, and now she wanted definitive answers about what had transpired. Normally, she wouldn’t expect the young man to know the truth, but observing how much ti he spent with Wan Qiao suddenly made her realize that the boy before her was far more powerful and influential than she had imagined.
The woman stood before the door and knocked softly. When it opened, she saw the young man seated on the bed, cultivating his Inner Energy. Upon seeing her appear before him, he stretched his body and let out a soft sigh.
"Ms. Li, what can I do for you?" he asked calmly, his eyes betraying a hint of irritation that Li ilin failed to detect.
"Lord Xu," Li ilin nodded respectfully to him, "Earlier today, I spoke with several guards. They all seed to think the Divine Origin Kingdom intends to go to war with the humans. You are human — don’t you find this unacceptable? Do you not have any family or friends who could be hard by these beasts? Even if they suggest your entire family leave this place, how could you ensure everyone is safe and under control in such circumstances?"
As he regarded Li ilin, Yan Xiaobao’s gaze turned cold, his head tilting slightly to the side as he wondered what the woman wanted. Another sigh escaped his lips.
"The guards speculate about war, but do you truly believe it?" Yan Xiaobao raised an eyebrow and asked. "These fellows aren’t soldiers. Look at them. They’re guards. Do you imagine them suddenly turning into infantry, marching through the Divine Domain into the outside world? I think not."
Yan Xiaobao’s tone carried a trace of mockery as he turned his gaze toward the window, observing the distant encampnts.
"You’re an Observer. Tell , brute strength — does it triumph over strategy? Even if we have more experts, that doesn’t guarantee victory. The only real way to win is by teaching the guards how to beco soldiers."
Upon hearing this, Li ilin couldn’t help but agree with his words, yet deep in the recesses of her mind lingered a thought she couldn’t dispel. A thought that said, while tactics were crucial, there were certain matters tactics alone couldn’t resolve. The prospect of nurous beasts surpassing the human kingdom’s handful of top experts truly frightened her.
Yan Xiaobao no longer paid attention to the woman as he saw a servant rush toward him, eyes fixed on Yan Xiaobao as though preoccupied with delivering so news.
"Lord Yue!" The servant called out from afar. "Lord Yue!" As the Beast Woman fiercely approached Yan Xiaobao, completely ignoring Li ilin, the servant bowed deeply to Yan Xiaobao, exhibiting great respect.
"Mr. Yue, Lady Wan Qiao invites you to return to the library you visited previously. A guest awaits a eting."
With this said, the servant bowed once more before Yan Xiaobao began heading toward the library. He did not even bother to bid Li ilin farewell — Yan Xiaobao bore no fondness for the woman.
Grumbling to himself about how to shake her off, Yan Xiaobao hastened toward the library. He politely knocked on the door, waiting for soone to invite him inside. He did not have to wait long before hearing a woman’s voice through the door, "Please, enter."
Opening the door, Yan Xiaobao was filled with curiosity about who was inside, as the voice clearly did not belong to Wan Qiao. His eyes stole a glance around the room, eventually resting on a woman seated in a chair beside Wan Qiao. Between the two chairs stood a small table, upon which rested a vial containing what appeared to be congealed blood.
"Good day," Yan Xiaobao murmured, his brows furrowing as his gaze alternated between the two won before him. Wan Qiao appeared as she usually did, but the woman beside her was equally stunning, though entirely different.
Her long, sleek black hair fell smoothly from her shoulders, elegantly framing her flawless back. It cascaded like a waterfall, pooling onto the floor around the beautiful woman. Her skin was pale, as pristine as freshly fallen snow — so white, it seed she had been sculpted from white jade. She resembled a doll, a figure so delicate and fragile that the slightest errant breeze could shatter the beauty seated before him.
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