A Darling Wife

Karlia had a sharp look in her eyes, as if anything that did not suit her taste would result in swift punishment for Ziran. The man seemingly knew this as well, probably having gone through it a few times already.

"Darling, I had to go through an expedition to an uncharted plane. You know how those go—the time can easily get skewed, and things get winded," Ziran tried to explain.

"You said a decade was what you needed. Sure, I get that expeditions like that can take longer, but this wasn't just twice or thrice as long." Karlia's eyes gleamed with fine sparks of embers. "It's been over forty years!" she roared.

Her voice was loud enough to shake not only Ziran but everyone within a two-hundred-meter radius. Lin Mu felt like his head was throbbing as well while his ears ached. At the very least, he confirmed that Ziran's darling wife, Karlia, was not a calm person.