Lian Qiong went to the Taoist Temple.
The Temple Master seemed to have expected his arrival and was brewing tea, waiting for him.
Lian Qiong sat down and hurriedly took a sip of tea.
"Your Highness, if you drink tea too hastily, it loses its flavor," said the Temple Master, pouring him another cup. "Savor it slowly."
"I feel like I've been possessed," Lian Qiong murmured as he gazed into the tranquil tea, "Do you think I can be saved?"
"Demons arise from the heart, Your Highness. Your Heart Demon has always been there," the Temple Master spoke in a drawl, and Lian Qiong really wished he would speak faster.
"Not that."
The Temple Master lifted his eyes, "What has Your Highness encountered?"
"Wei Country's Hostage," Lian Qiong said, uttering just four words.
"That girl…"
Lian Qiong slammed the table, "Did you also know she's female?"
Lian Qiong felt deeply deceived.
It seemed the whole world knew that Wei Country's Proton was female, except for him.
