empressliu

"Ah, we're strangers now, I see. Listen, Liu Mingyan, I like you. I like how sharp you are," he says, directing his comments to the vision now. He spreads out his hands, even, talking through it, the way he would if he were awake. "So sharp it makes me reconsider Luo Binghe's own intelligence, but you and I both know that isn't fair to him. He's intelligent enough when he isn't following phantasms, which he conjures out of his own insecurity. And, for whatever reason, all I see of him is insecurity ... but he has a devoted lover and should be quite happy now. Other than his hundred of wives, of course. You know what I mean."