After listening to Tang Ning's reply, Black Wind hastily said: "Just tell me how to solve it. I can give you money."
Tang Ning waved her hand at him. "It's crass to talk about money. Besides, this isn't something that money can solve." Tang Ning didn't give him an opportunity to ask again and walked away.
When Tang Ning came to the main courtyard, she saw a man sitting there, drinking tea. Her eyes flickered slightly.
This man was Mo Ye, the third son of the current emperor of the kingdom. Despite being exceptionally gifted since he was a child, he was still not favored by the emperor. It was because Mo Ye was born with a cursed life, and it was prophesied that he will not live beyond the age of 25. A cursed man was denied a fate with any kith or kin and thus doomed to lead a life of loneliness.
No emperor would like to have such a son by his side. Hence, when Mo Ye was still a child, he was released from the palace to live in a residence of his own. It was unlikely that he would be summoned to the palace ever again.
It was as if the ruler of the Black Dragon Kingdom had long forgotten that he even had such a son. Mo Ye's predicament was known to all the people of the Imperial City.
Although Prince Ye had never received the emperor's favor, he is the most capable of all the princes. Even without the privileges of his royal status, he was able to rise above all and outshine the masses. Rising above the complex power play of the imperial city, he has also won the respect of the people.
However, no one knew where Prince Ye obtained his profound cultivation powers, nor do they know which teacher taught him. There seemed to be a veil of mystery shrouding him, that no one could ever see through or peek.
Putting those thoughts away, Tang Ning approached Mo Ye and sat down at the table. "Looking for me?" she asked. As Tang Ning spoke, she casually picked up a fruit from the table and started eating. Although she was a guest, she was very comfortable and did not restrain herself.
Black Wind and Shadow One stood behind Mo Ye and observed the little monk, who was so unrestrained and at ease in front of their Master. They could not understand where the little monk had found the audacity to behave like this.
Mo Ye glanced at him and said in a deep voice, "Three days. If you can find your way out of my residence in three days, I shall not make things difficult for you even if we meet again in the future. But, if within these three days you are unable to find a way to leave these premises, you shall stay and be my right-hand man. serving me for the rest of your life."
Black Wind and Shadow One were shocked when they heard that. Was this for real? What is so good about this little monk, that their Master wanted to keep him as his right-hand man? One must know, a right-hand man, just like the both of them, had to be trained from young.
Immediately, Black Wind and Shadow One's eyes were filled with animosity as they looked at the little monk.
Tang Ning stopped eating fruit, and her pretty eyes turned to look at Mo Ye in astonishment. She asked, "Are you serious?"
Looking at her bright and sparkling eyes, Mo Ye's heart skipped a beat. How could a little rascal who was as sly as a fox, have such beautiful eyes?
Mo Ye shifted his gaze away from the little monk's eyes and took a sip of tea. "I always keep my word."
"Good!"
Tang Ning immediately responded and banged her hand on the table. It gave Black Wind a shock, and he glared angrily at the little monk. Black Wind was fuming mad and continued to watch the unruly little monk.
How dare the little monk shout and bang the table in front of the Master? This kind of unruly behavior and the Master wants the little monk as his right-hand man? What did the Master see in the little monk?
"If I really find my way out, you won't make things difficult for me if we were to meet again." Tang Ning repeated what Mo Ye said to make sure she heard correctly.
Mo Ye curled his lips slightly into a devious smile and said, "We'll talk about that when you really manage to find your way out."