"You're not allowed to do this for anyone else, not anyone."
"Okay, okay, okay."
In the end, Lin Fu had to sign a series of unfair treaties and sweet-talk a certain person who had gone off the rails to calm him down.
After this incident, Lin Fu deeply reflected on her pain.
She had to change her strategy. Otherwise, wouldn't she become completely dominated in the future, from unequal treaties to losing her national dignity?
Thinking about it, she acted.
Lin Fu decided to take action, otherwise she'd be at too great a loss.
"Fu Xing."
"Mm?"
Fu Xing, who was about to let go, heard her call his name and subconsciously looked down, only to be taken aback when his lips brushed across Lin Fu's forehead. However, Lin Fu's next move left him frozen in place.
The iron-blooded general who took over his family at the age of thirteen and went to war at twenty now seemed immobilized,
losing the ability to think.
