Having seen Han Miaojun off, Lu Bei felt a great regret. Knowing full well that this bewitching woman harbored ill intentions, he had nevertheless bowed his head to her.
"If I'd only held out a little longer, resisted just a few more of those seductive ideas inside her - she might have given up…"
Lu Bei murmured to himself, It wasn't his fault he'd made a mistake any man would make. Han Palace Master's methods had been too low, at the time he was only wearing his socks.
What was done, was done. It was too late for regrets now.
As a precaution against any further scheming by Han Miaojun, he decided to check the dark side of her little black room. He would act the same on both sides to balance their interests, so that he had some leverage the next time.
But as the thought came to his mind, he remembered Han Miaojun's second demand.
If Lu Bei dallied with her dark side, even if only once, and the dark side tasted the sweetness, she would multiply that sensation exponentially.
