That youth is actually Wanyan Lie?!
Cui Niannu gazed at the youth, her expression complex and unreadable.
She had encountered countless men throughout her life, ranging from emperors and generals to scholars and eunuchs. To her, no matter how unusual, they all seemed equally ordinary—she understood men far too well.
"A young woman cannot go a day without money, a grown man cannot go a day without power."
Men without power crave respect. And where does respect come from? Naturally, from the admiring gaze of women.
Even the most insignificant man harbors this desire. Therefore, when you trample that last shred of self-confidence, he might fight you to the death.
Cui Niannu seldom fought men to the death and looked down on women who did.
She had a hundred methods to control men, and she had employed over ninety of them by now. Yet before her stood this youth who regarded her as though she were nothing.
