862 Routes

Han Wuxian was late. As usual, there was a tender smile on her face that didn't seem apologetic at all. The only aspect of her that was different from her usual manner was the fact that her hair was coiled on top of her head, which made her look even taller.

"Your charisma has improved, Dragon King." After looking around the huge tent, Han Wuxian seemed to be most interested in the furniture. "I guess that all those servants out there are yours as well? Tsk, tsk. Like what I told you before, your former dwelling was too shabby."

This tent was a gift from Prime Minister Zhong Heng, and those dozens of servants had been sent over by Queen Ju. Gu Shenwei had accepted them all, but felt uneasy about it. "I heard that you recruited a lot of kung fu experts in Jade City. You must have quite a charisma about yourself, don't you?"