Outside, Rufina Howard had completely lost her composure, beset by the civil and military officials who bombarded her with all sorts of questions. I really couldn’t bear to watch any longer, but Yuna Ji’s method might actually work.
After a long while, the officials finally left. Rufina Howard stumbled down from the throne, exhaustion etched on her face, almost on the verge of tears as she looked at me.
“I don’t understand any of this, Qingyuan, I’m so tired. Is managing people really this hard?”
I couldn’t help but sigh. On one hand, Yuna Ji wanted Rufina Howard to experience the hardships of leadership—she said it was for Redmond’s sake. As a manager and entrepreneur, Redmond faces Rufina’s capriciousness every day. So this was a good opportunity for both of them to understand each other.
Moreover, as long as we publicly announce Yuna Ji’s death, appoint a second emperor, and actively reach out to the rebel army with some favors, granting them official status, we could quietly resolve this war. Later, we could hold mock battles or tournaments to keep things under control.
For a moment, my head throbbed. Yuna Ji giggled.
“Yuna, I really can’t do this.”
“Be good, girl. Think about it—being a leader, showing off your power, isn’t that impressive? That’s what you used to want, right?”
Rufina Howard nodded.
“Just think—Redmond is a manager just like me. Why do you always lose arguments with him? Because you lack experience. Practice brings real understanding. So this is your internship. If you can successfully stop this war here, handling Redmond’s trivial issues will be a breeze when you get back.”
Huangfu Ruofei smiled with a faraway look in her eyes, lost in impossible thoughts. I pressed my palm to my forehead, while Jiangtian Ci stood to the side, his smile quietly lingering.
Huangfu Ruofei responded with a soft hum. Then Yuna Ji began outlining her plan, her tone suddenly playful as she grabbed hold of me, grinning.
"Qingyuan, come with me for a moment."
I let out a confused sound, staring at her in bewilderment. But then I nodded. Yuna Ji looked at me with fierce seriousness, and Jiangtian Ci followed close behind.
"Yuna, what are you planning?"
Yuna Ji giggled, then glanced at Jiangtian Ci. Without warning, she tugged me upward, our bodies lifting off the ground.
"Ending the war, of course. And you’d better keep your eyes on that girl—your strength may be mediocre, but you’re miles ahead of the riffraff in this city. Only you can be trusted with her."
Jiangtian Ci clenched his fist and grunted, his eyes burning with intensity. Yuna Ji drifted over, placed a gentle kiss on his cheek, then waved and dragged me away without another word.
"What are you doing, Yuna Ji?"
I asked, irritation prickling at my voice. Yuna Ji burst out laughing, slapping my back with a rough affection.