She subtly furrowed her brows, but her face bore a smile: "Your Highness the Princess is truly overthinking. In the eyes of the Enchanting Demon, all men are mere food. If others covet them, it could lead to fatal consequences."
Zhao Wenjun chuckled, "Master Si He, you are indeed a remarkable person. I wonder if I might have the honor of collaborating with you."
"You desire the Flame Marrow?"
"One-third will suffice. The rest of the Flame Marrow can be yours, as long as Master Si He is willing to lend a hand."
Ning Feiyan pondered for a moment, then said, "I don't need any Flame Marrow at all."
Zhao Wenjun's gaze was surprised.
Ning Feiyan looked at her and smiled, "I only require the Princess to remember this favor and owe me one, how about it?"
Zhao Wenjun, sharp in her thoughts, asked, "Does Master Si He intend to lead the Enchanting Demon clan, to secretly establish a foothold and power in my Human Realm?"
