Inside the Prince's Mansion of Rakshasa City, Empress Ni Shang wept tears of joy.
Even the Little Rakshasa King looked at the sky and let out a long sigh of relief.
The servants and guards of the Prince's Mansion all uniformly looked towards their master.
Empress Ni Shang asked, "Husband, did we win?"
"The matter cannot be simply described as a win or loss. It should be said that the struggle has entered the next stage..." the Crown Prince instinctively responded, but seeing his wife's beautiful eyes starting to glaze over, he quickly nodded, "Yes, we won."
He promptly stopped speaking useless words.
This wife of his, seemingly aloof and elegant on the surface, was in fact simple and endearing, or to use another word, naive, though adorably so.
Of course, in the eyes of the Little Rakshasa King, most were naive, and perhaps only a few like Lanling and You Ming were truly clever.
Just then, the doors opened.
A familiar yet unfamiliar person walked in.
