"You want her to serve this King?" Ye Wuchen laughed, his smile sinisterly charming and chilling, his purple clothes fluttering in the autumn breeze, surrounded by an air of malevolence that instilled fear in others.
This man was someone not to be trifled with...
"This King needs no bevy of beauties. In this lifetime, having her by my side is enough. If this King were to do anything to wrong her, I would rather be childless and doomed to hell after death, forever unable to be reborn!"
As the saying goes, there are divine spirits three feet above one's head. In this world, people still believe in the existence of gods and the power of vows, especially such solemn ones. How could this not shock them?
Mu Ruyue looked at this man, moved at heart. He too was the one she acknowledged for a lifetime...
"Mu Ruyue, do you also approve of his methods?" Mu Yixue's face drastically changed as she shouted at Mu Ruyue.