Hmph!
If Yulan dared to lay a hand on him, he would show no mercy.
A delicate, soft female like that—he could crush his throat with a single hand.
As for those disgusting offerings intended to please the Female Master, Sheng Yiqing found them utterly repulsive.
Meanwhile, aboard the starship, the Empire’s guards who had been ordered to escort Sheng Yiqing stared at him with a mix of curiosity and envy.
How lucky he was.
Simply by having a handsome face, he could marry the gentle, kind, and soft His Royal Highness Yulan.
The Queen herself had even issued a decree for him to be brought to the Central Star for the wedding.
With such a face, he would surely be spoiled rotten after the marriage.
It was enough to make anyone green with envy.
Someone noticed Sheng Yiqing turning to leave without so much as a glance at the sealed chest the guards had rushed to deliver.
Hurriedly, the guard stepped forward to remind him, "Your Highness, you've forgotten your chest."
"Shall I help you carry it back to your quarters?"
"No."
Sheng Yiqing’s voice was icy. He lifted his gaze slightly, his eyes cold and sharp, his thin lips curling.
"It’s just useless trash. Throw it away."
"Huh?"
The Imperial guard holding the chest was stunned.
Looking at how the others had rushed to deliver it, it didn't seem like trash.
He scratched his head.
In the end, that chest—which contained all the rare treasures gathered by the Fox Tribe on Dongyuan Star specifically to serve and win the favor of a Female Mast…
Chapter 130