Luo Binghe takes in a breath. This is humiliating to say, but this is a dream, so if it shames him too deeply he can always muddle the memory. "In my world, I do not approach new acquaintances with the goal of making friends. I am Emperor. My close relationships are built on what we can offer each other, or on sex—which is just another kind of transaction. But things are different here, and... the ways I am accustomed to do not benefit me or anyone else. How do you..." He hesitates. "How do you build goodwill so easily?" How does Shen Yuan? is the question that nearly follows it, but that needs no answer. Shen Yuan needs expend no effort to be universally adored.