Cheng Guang nodded slightly, his mind elsewhere as he lifted his teacup and took a sip. "Go ahead," he said.
The Queen of the South Ming glanced at Qing Luan beside her, but before she could speak, Qing Luan attentively arranged the fruit pastries and tactfully left the room.
No one else was around.
Only then did the Queen of the South Ming continue, "Firstly, about the matter you mentioned yesterday, although we have agreed, we still cannot fully trust you. We need you to do something for us."
Upon hearing this, Cheng Guang's expression became somewhat strange.
The matter the Queen of the South Ming spoke of was obviously about his visit to her residence the day before, claiming his desire to defect to the King of South Ming.
He had said so only to complete a system task and claim the reward, and no sooner had he professed his loyalty to the King of South Ming than he was already pondering how to kill him.
And now you're coming to me, asking for a favor?
