The seductive smile on Si Mobai’s face gave Lin Suyin goosebumps. Strangely, it was almost like Si Mobai was smiling at his lover. When she looked at him again, it was gone, leaving her more confused than ever. Maybe she was overthinking it.
Si Mobai, the legendary Wargod, had never smiled at any living being on earth before. His devilish good looks were always so icy and aloof. But today, his smile was hard to ignore. It was so gentle and mischievous.
Lin Suyin felt threatened as she scanned the field, trying to discover whom Si Mobai was smiling at. However, no matter how hard she searched, she couldn’t find anyone capable of making the Wargod laugh. Then, a woman with an imposing and majestic aura caught her eye. It was none other than Feng Tianlan.
When Lin Suyin had left eleven years ago, Feng Tianlan had still been considered a talented genius. The kind that could only be produced every other century. Fast forward to a decade later, and Lin Suyin couldn’t believe how the prodigy had fallen from grace. Her unimaginable charisma as a leader remained. She could not help but feel slightly awed.
“Can it be her?” Lin Suyin’s eyes were fixed on Si Mobai, who was now walking alongside Feng Tianlan. Could she be the one making the Wargod smile?
Probably not. After all, her face is scarred. No matter how unconventional His Highness may be, surely, he wouldn’t be interested in a woman with a disfigured face?
“Sister Lin, she is nothing to be afraid of. The Wargod will never fall in love with her! Besides, how can she ever compare with you? You knew the Wargod way before she did. She will have to wait in line,” quickly added a lady in pink. She’d picked up on how affected Lin Suyin was when she saw Si Mobai and Feng Tianlan together.
“In terms of charisma and aura, I am, admittedly, less impressive than Miss Feng. Furthermore, I admire the aura she exudes. She is domineering, royal, and proud. She possesses all the attributes that a fearless leader should. If I were a man…” Lin Suyin retracted her gaze. If she were a man, she would be interested in her, but the interest would be platonic. After all, Feng Tianlan was too difficult to control.
The vibe she got from Feng Tianlan was domineering and resolute. It was tough to see her as a submissive wife. It was clear that she either had to be the dominating partner or be treated as an equal. It would be much easier to remain her friend only, no matter the gender.
No man would ever allow a woman to be his equal, what to speak of allowing a woman reign superior to him! Not only was this a societal taboo, but it was also a tragic truth, especially for royals.
Lin Suyin was relieved by these thoughts. She was confident that Feng Tianlan was an unlikely love rival. She could befriend her in peace.
“Tianlan, why do I feel like Lin Suyin was staring at you a little bit too much? Perhaps she’s found out that you and His Highness are having an affai—?” Luo Yunzhu bit her tongue as Si Mobai’s glare sent an icy chill shooting down her spine. Startled, she quickly changed what she was saying, “I meant your affinity as a couple—a couple.”
The Wargod’s chilling death glare felt like cold blades slicing her skin, cutting her open, and freezing her to the bone. Luo Yunzhu thought that she would freeze to death if he didn’t spare her soon.
Luckily for her, the Wargod was always looking at Feng Tianlan. Yunzhu was just a nobody who didn’t deserve an ounce of his attention.
Zhang Tiancheng, the chatterbox, could no longer suppress his urge to talk. “I think that Lin Suyin is simply admiring the boss’s charm. Maybe she is interested in our lady boss.” Zhang Tiancheng also felt a draft of cold wind, so he quickly retracted his words, “Okay, scratch that. I said nothing.”
His Highness was too scary. He could kill with his eyes. A male Medusa. Zhang Tiancheng was becoming traumatized by the repeated death glares that he received from the Wargod every time he misspoke.
“That’s nonsense! That woman is Tianlan’s love rival, and she likes the Wargod. The War…god….” Luo Yunzhu’s chest tightened as the air inside her went stale and suffocated her. “Erm…His Highness is only in love with you. Only you, Tianlan!”
Luo Yunzhu slapped herself twice, reminding herself to watch her words. Si Mobai’s piercing glares of instant death were indeed a clue, and Luo Yunzhu had never felt a stronger urge to keep her mouth shut.
