For a moment, the temperature seemed to drop as the laziness in her eyes was taken over by a focused glint. She scanned the words carefully and when the next words left her lips, she was no longer the mistress-who-only-knows-to-drink-all-day and instead, the one who had killed tens of thousands without even blinking; The God of War.
"Prepare to leave the Capital."
"Yes, Master." Shen Tian Ping placed his right fist to his left palm as he saluted and addressed her with the term he had not used for a long time ever since Luo Yue had gone into reclusion 5 years ago. It was hard to imagine that this was the same man who had just been speaking to her on equal terms a moment ago. "How many people should I prepare for?"
She stayed silent for a moment. "Three."
"Master, you’re brin
