Furthermore, as time passed, his curiosity about her should have been mostly exhausted. In the face of greater matters, the fragile connection between them couldn’t compare to national interests.

Yun Ya was extremely clever and immediately understood her meaning, revealing an expression of sudden realization: “So An’an also wants to join in the fun?”

She bit her lip without speaking, tacitly agreeing.

“Doing this might cost you your head. Are you really brave enough?” Yun Ya’s voice was as gentle as a whisper, and they were so close that to an observer, it would have appeared like a couple whispering sweet nothings to each other. Who would know they were discussing matters of life and death? “I remember An’an fears death the most.” This girl valued her life more than most.

“I am your attendant. If something happened to you, could I escape unscathed?” Feng Miaojun sighed. “Rather than that, I might as well join the young master’s plan. Even if I die, at least I’ll die knowing why.”

“An’an is truly a sensible person. It’s just a pity you weren’t born into my State Preceptor’s household.” This little wildcat picked up along the way was quite adorable. Though not as docile and obedient as ordinary attendants, she was clever and adaptable, making one instinctively overlook her sharp claws.

But Yun Ya wouldn’t forget how she had schemed against him before, nor would he forget her performance in the Magma Sea. This girl was independent and had her ideas. Making her truly bow her head to him would be difficult. He also sighed softly: “Using you, I still don’t feel entirely at ease.”

Feng Miaojun was very clear about her situation and calmly asked: “How can I make the young master feel at ease?” Once Yun Ya made his move, he would surely turn everything upside down. Xu Wenlin, who had his eye on her foster mother, had power, status, and profound cultivation. How could Feng Miaojun, a foreigner, deal with him? If she wanted to help Madam Xu escape her current predicament, her only chance was to hitch a ride on Yun Ya’s favorable winds.

Besides, she wasn’t in a hurry to get away from Yun Ya now. The benefits of staying by the great State Preceptor’s side were tangible. Not to mention other things, her cultivation had advanced by leaps and bounds, even surprising Yun Ya.

In such chaotic times, people were unreliable, even nations weren’t worthy of complete trust—only one’s cultivation was the foundation for survival. He was a wise teacher with resources at his disposal, currently Feng Miaojun’s best option. She could pragmatically suppress the fears in her heart and follow him.

Yun Ya was also pondering this question. He reached out to stroke her neck, his thumb slowly caressing her jaw, as if soothing a little cat. The touch was gentle and warm, inviting one to indulge in it, but Feng Miaojun could only deliberately ignore it, holding her breath as she waited for his answer.

“Unless—” his gaze lingered on her face. They were so close that Feng Miaojun could see her reflection in his eyes, and also the desire and worry written all over her face, “An’an becomes my person.”

“I already am…” She suddenly stopped, understanding his true intention.

His person.

“Give your body to me, and I’ll believe you’re wholeheartedly devoted.” His tone grew even gentler, almost persuasive. Feng Miaojun felt as if she could see through his disguise to the entranced look in his eyes.

Her heart pounded rapidly as if about to burst from her chest, but she immediately forced it down.

She couldn’t panic; at this moment, her attitude would determine everything!

“So the great State Preceptor Yun lacks confidence and can only use such methods to secure my loyalty?” Her voice grew increasingly calm, carrying undisguised mockery.

“This method may be old-fashioned, but it works.” The smile curling at the corner of his mouth seemed thrilling to Feng Miaojun. “An’an is unwilling?”

“Why would I be unwilling?” She appeared nonchalant. “The young master is exceptionally handsome. If anything, I’m the one getting the better deal.”

She decided to go all in—just consider it dating an incredibly handsome man! Ha! Who knew who was losing out here? With this mindset, she reached out one hand to pull at Yun Ya’s belt, her gaze darting all over his body while she smiled coquettishly: “Where would the young master like to begin?”

Her eager appearance made it seem as if she were the one forcing herself on him.

Yun Ya stood motionless, allowing her to pull off his belt and then reach to remove his outer robe… beneath was his snow-white inner garment. Where her hand touched, the heat was astonishing, clearly his body temperature was rapidly rising as well.

Remembering the perfect physique she had seen when removing his clothes before…