In an instant, Li Aotian's Arrogance Points rose once again.
"Eight thousand points! That is quite a substantial number."
Li Aotian looked at the eight thousand points resting in his System Mall, an excited expression on his face as he spoke.
Those ice-cold eight thousand points!
That was just two thousand points shy of being able to purchase an immortal cultivation technique.
"In this world, if one can cultivate divine arts akin to immortals, it would be a dimensionality-reducing strike. By then, I will be the sole cultivating Han envoy in the history books."
Having said that,
he glanced at the System Mall.
Pity!
The exchange rewards in the mall had not yet refreshed.
The mall refreshed once a day, so Li Aotian would simply have to come back tomorrow to redeem his rewards.
For now, though, he might as well take a look at the peerless beauty right before his eyes.
Lifting his gaze,
Li Aotian stared at the beauty sitting on the bed.
She wore an embarrassed expression, her hands fidgeting restlessly on her thighs.
Tonight, she, the Consort of the Left Wise King, was going to share a room and spend the night with the Han envoy Li Aotian.
That magical feeling welled up in her heart, and the Xiongnu consort glanced at him.
His aggressive gaze and the consort's apprehensive look met.
At that moment, the consort panicked; shrinking back slightly, she said,
"Lord Li... You, are you really going to spend the night... with me?"
The consort's expression was one of extreme distress. After all, if she could not walk out of this place tonight, the entire Xiongnu would mock her tomorrow.
Because she, a dignified Xiongnu consort, was actually saddling her own man with a massive green hat.
As a consort, she would never be able to hold her head high among the Xiongnu again.
Immediately afterward,
Li Aotian sat down beside her and placed his palm on her shoulder.
She was wearing a cold-shoulder robe, and her snow-white, delicate skin made direct contact with his palm.
"Lord... Lord Li, this isn't right."
She retreated in fear, but her shoulder had already been firmly caught by Li Aotian.
"Mm..."
"Ah, goodness..."
She felt the warmth radiating from the palm of his hand—that warm, solid palm that was so difficult to refuse.
"Let's just chat. I'm not the kind of man to force things."
Seeing her frightened appearance, Li Aotian hastened to speak.
Hearing these words, the consort lowered her head even further, staring at the floor and her own legs as she replied.
"Then, then what do you want to talk about?"
"What is your name?"
Li Aotian asked her name. Seeing that he was so courteous and polite, the consort answered him.
"My name is Nalan Zi."
"Nalan Zi, truly a fine name. Now tell me, how did you become the Consort of the Left Wise King? That fellow looks so ugly, lacks a shred of charm, and talks of nothing but killing and slaughter. A gentle woman like you doesn't seem a good match for him at all."
"Alas..."
"He has liked me since we were young. My father was merely an ordinary Xiongnu soldier who later died on the battlefield of the previous dynasty, leaving me to become a slave. Afterward, Lord Wuwei, the Left Wise King, took a fancy to me and made me his woman."
With these words, the consort's expression turned somewhat helpless and pained.
As a slave, becoming the woman of a powerful figure was her ultimate end.
This world was simply that cruel.
Rank and order, noble and base, were delineated with absolute clarity.
Her life represented the cruel side of the Xiongnu aristocratic system.
Such words moved Li Aotian.
He pulled the consort straight into his arms, then stroked her hair as he said,
"Nalan Zi, from now on, you are no longer the Left Wise King's woman. In the future, you can stay by my side."
"Lord Li, if you do this, it will make the Left Wise King furious. What he resents most is others snatching his things."
Nalan Zi said in shock, while also feeling warmed by Li Aotian's words.
Li Aotian chuckled softly and turned his head directly.
His face wore a deeply affectionate expression, and his gaze flickered with unusual emotion.
"What is there to fear? Would the Left Wise King dare to kill me? Is there anyone in the entire Xiongnu who dares to kill me? As long as you follow me, from now on, not a single soul in the entire Xiongnu will dare say a half-word against you. Not a soul in the entire Xiongnu will dare touch you!"
Having said that,
he opened his arms wide and pulled the consort into his embrace. Extremely shy, she nevertheless lay back.
This sight made Li Aotian's brow smooth out as he laughed heartily in his heart.
Hahaha! I, Li Aotian, really am such a warm guy, easily tricking the Xiongnu consort into staying by my side.
Then,
he lowered his head by thirty degrees, grabbed her chin, and planted a fierce kiss!
This kissing motion left the consort numb.
No... no one had ever... done this to her before.
Although she was a Xiongnu consort, she had only had her status confirmed a few days ago.
She... had not even been touched by the Left Wise King yet.
She was still a pristine woman, pure as the beginning!
Immediately afterward,
Li Aotian shared a passionate, three-minute kiss with her.
Next,
he stroked the other's hair, slowly massaging her strands as he said,
"Tie your hair up."
"Otherwise, it's going to get dirty in a moment."
Hearing this, the consort wore a puzzled expression.
Tie... tie her hair up? What kind of operation was this?
Poor consort—an innocent maiden who knew nothing of the world, how could she possibly understand what tying up her hair meant?
In the end, it was Li Aotian who whispered two sentences into her ear.
Following that,
Nalan Zi's expression turned bizarre, culminating in a deep flush of embarrassment as her head nearly pressed against her chest.
So shy!
This was far too embarrassing!
She... was actually going to do this kind of thing with this Han envoy!
Ultimately,
she still tied her hair up, following Li Aotian's instructions to the letter.
Half an hour later,
she laboriously lifted her chin, nervously watching Li Aotian's relaxed expression.
At last...
it was over.
This night was going to pass just like this, right? The Han envoy wouldn't come up with some new demand for her, would he?
Meanwhile,
in the Xiongnu Royal Court,
Prince Wuwei of the Xiongnu, who had been knocked out by Li Aotian, woke up.
"Great Chanyu! Prince Wuwei has woken up, this subject will take his leave."
The Xiongnu military physician said respectfully, then departed the royal court with the Great Chanyu's consent.
Immediately following that,
the Great Chanyu watched as Wuwei suddenly leaped up, snatched the scimitar of a nearby guard, and roared,
"Kill! I'm going to kill that damned Li Aotian!"
Having woken up, he had already recalled the scene he saw before passing out—the scene of Li Aotian carrying his woman away!
Thus, he had made up his mind: he must kill this fellow Li Aotian!
Who would have expected, however,
that the Great Chanyu would sweep out a hand, and his father, Yizhixie, would violently land a heavy slap across his face, saying,
"Impudent!"
"Kill the Han envoy? Do you think our Xiongnu are not suffering enough?"
"Do you want to see Emperor Wu launch a personal expedition? Flatten the Xiongnu and slaughter our way to the royal court? Do you want to see your brothers, your father here, and all your kin die miserably?"
That slap had nearly left Wuwei dazed beyond comprehension.