"You'd better live up to the value of your negotiation, or if the plan fails, you'll die a terrible death!" Fengye Wuyin's profound purple eyes swept over Yiyi again and ordered Major General Lino, "Train her well, prepare everything. If she can't satisfy me before the banquet, she can die."
After speaking, he left.
Lino, on the other hand, wore a gentleman's look as he helped Yiyi up, smiling oddly: "You certainly are bold, daring to set terms with him. That man has never known what it is to cherish beauty. Aren't you afraid of ending up like that girl just now?"
Yiyi gasped, rubbing her aching neck. How could she not be afraid? But she wasn't acting recklessly. She had calculated it precisely, believing she had the confidence to act.
