Lord Nine Thousand Years (18)

The words on the tip of his tongue spun around, and finally, before Du Zhao Gong could speak, he came up with a countermeasure.

The youth suddenly knelt down, raising his face to gaze intently into the other's phoenix eyes. A smile played at the corners of his mouth, but the rims of his eyes were slightly red, looking incredibly pitiful: "May Lord Nine Thousand Years not blame me. This lowly one grew up in the cold palace and does not know how to please noble people. I admire your decisive actions and deep thoughts, so you will surely look down on this meager intention of mine."

His smooth words, slightly red eyes, and sincere expression, coupled with his breathtakingly beautiful face, softened Du Zhao Gong's anger by a few degrees. He leisurely listened to what else the youth had to say.

"Furthermore, you hold a noble status and wield power over the world; those who wish to flatter and please you are too numerous to count. This lowly one has no power, no influence, and no one to rely on, but I also understand that if I want to depend on you, I must at least know your preferences. That is why I racked my brains to come up with this plan, only hoping you would spare me a glance."

The youth obediently held the tray high: "Though I am clumsy, I have a sincere heart to offer to you, only hoping to prove myself by any means. Please, Lord Nine Thousand Years, do not look down on my foolishness."

Chen Ba secretly clicked his tongue. As expected of a treacherous official. Without the talent to read people and anticipate their thoughts, it would be hard to please others. This slick tongue was truly formidable.

Du Zhao Gong sneered, "With such clever thoughts, if I do not bestow any reward, it would indeed be remiss of me."

Chu Feng Qi shook his head humbly, "This is originally what this subordinate should do. Whether Lord Nine Thousand Years wishes to reward or punish, this subordinate will obey. Through this matter, I realize that if I stubbornly demand rewards for minor things, it will only make you look down on me."

Truly a childish temperament.

Du Zhao Gong did not bicker with him any further: "Why are you still kneeling there? Stand up. Go to Yu Yan's place to learn the trade. If you make any mistakes, I will punish you."

Chu Feng Qi's eyes curved like crescent moons, and his mood instantly became joyful, without a hint of pretense. Du Zhao Gong saw this clearly, and a strange feeling welled up in his heart, but unable to discern its origin, he let it go.

The youth wanted to take the opportunity to say a few more words to Lord Nine Thousand Years, but someone hurriedly entered from outside: "Reporting, I have important matters to present!"

Chu Feng Qi originally intended to act sensibly and excuse himself, but the memory of the impending event glued his feet to the floor. Seeing that the other had no intention of dismissing him, the youth could only thick-skinnedly remain.

The scout was permitted to enter and presented secret information from the private army. Du Zhao Gong's previously pleasant face instantly turned gloomy.