As the lord of Drakonid and the most powerful therian, Drake's possessiveness was far more terrifying than that of most others. "I'm going to find Emma," he said, rising to his feet and heading for the door. "Daddy, you absolutely cannot go looking for Mommy right now!" Remy called out. "If you barge in while she's resting, she'll like you even less!" Drake froze mid-step. "Then what am I supposed to do?" he asked. The little fruit rustled in his hair. "I don't know either. But I do know that if you bother Mommy right now, she'll definitely be upset. And if Mommy's upset, she'll like you even less." Stuck with a dad who had no idea how to win Mommy's heart, Remy felt just as gloomy. Seeing the miserable, heartbroken look on his dad's face, Remy thought hard for a moment, then suddenly had an idea. "Daddy, why don't you spend some star coins and post a bounty on your lightcore? Maybe someone who's good at winning affection can teach you."Drake's eyes lit up. It sounded brilliant to him. He opened his lightcore on the spot and created a bounty thread. Anyone who could teach him how to win his huntress' affection wouldn't just earn a mountain of star coins—they'd also get two Level 10 beast cores. The post went live and immediately blew up. Within a minute, replies surged past a thousand and kept climbing like crazy. Beast On Fire: Bro, two Level 10 beast cores for real? Swear on the Beast God? Huntress' Sugar Baby: If OP swears on the Beast God those cores are real, I'll send him my family's secret technique—"The Moves to Woo Your Huntress." Drake read through the messages and quickly replied. Drake: I swear on the Beast God. Whoever helps me in winning the affection of my huntress and ensuring she stays with me will get two Level 10 beast cores as reward. The moment his reply went up, the thread shot to the top of the trending list in under ten minutes. … Aboard the warship, Corvin's eyes immediately lit up the moment he spotted the bounty thread. Who the hell is this guy? He was just as ridiculously extravagant as that freak Marcus—offering two Level 10 beast cores just to learn how to win over his huntress. If they'd been Level 7 or 8, Corvin wouldn't have given it a second glance. But Level 10? Yeah, he was hooked. The post was anonymous, so he had no idea who'd put it up. He didn't bother trying to trace it either. Anyone bold enough to swear on the Beast God clearly wasn't bluffing. He bolted straight to find Silas. "Silas, you've got to see this!" When it came to charming females, nobody beat Silas. Corvin was already picturing those two beast cores delivered to them on a silver platter. Silas had just finished reviewing some documents his assistant brought in when Corvin shoved the lightcore in his face. "Silas! Some loaded idiot is offering 100 million star coins and two Level 10 beast cores for lessons on how to win over his huntress!" Corvin was practically vibrating with excitement as he looked at Silas. "This is your wheelhouse! Let's take it. I don't even care about the 100 million. Just give me one of the Level 10 beast cores." Silas finished reading the post and rolled his eyes at Corvin. "So I do all the work, and you walk away with a Level 10 beast core for free? Do I look that stupid to you?" What kind of moron posts something like this? he thought. He was pretty sure that whoever had posted this was probably missing a few screws. "Come on, Silas, just do it," Corvin pleaded, flashing his most ingratiating smile. "Aren't we best friends? Best friends don't get hung up on what's mine and what's yours." "Besides," he went on, "I don't even want the beast core for myself. I'm trying to build Emma a mech squad, and I'm just two Level 10 beast cores short. Come on, say yes!" A second ago, he'd only needed one. Now it was somehow two. Whoever called Corvin simple-minded clearly hadn't met him in bargaining mode. Silas pinched the bridge of his nose with a weary sigh. "Just this once. Send me the post." "Yes! Silas, you're the best!" Corvin whooped, instantly forwarding the link. Silas opened it and skimmed through the replies. Plenty of therians had tossed out decent ideas, but winning a huntress' heart for good would take more than one clever trick. He went straight into the poster's private messages. As the Legendary First Commander of the Interstellar Empire, he definitely couldn't use his real name for something like this. Embrace of the Moon: Friend, if you really want your huntress to care about you—and actually enjoy being with you—one tip isn't going to fix it. Embrace of the Moon: If you're willing, tell me how things stand between you and your huntress. I'll design a perfect, custom plan that's guaranteed to make her happy.Embrace of the Moon: But I have one condition. If my method works, you'll give me two additional Level 10 beast cores. Corvin's jaw dropped as he read the messages Silas sent.