As the weight of the Dao Sovereign Pellet settled in Lin Xingya's palm, she felt a surge of anticipation coursing through her veins. This was her ticket to freedom, her chance to break free from the chains of her political marriage and forge her own destiny.
'Thank you, Wang Jian,' she thought gratefully, her heart brimming with elation.
As she turned to face Lin Fei, his extended Imperial Sovereign Pellet dangling in the air, she couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt. 'I know he put his heart and soul into crafting that pellet, but I can't accept it. Not when my future hangs in the balance.'
Lin Fei's forced smile did little to mask the disappointment in his eyes as Lin Xingya gently declined his offering.
'Rejected... again,' he thought bitterly, his fists clenched at his sides. 'But I won't let this setback deter me. Wang Jian will pay for stealing her favor.'