Treasures are dead, they will be depleted.
Clinging to this man was the key to regaining power and marching towards an even more splendid life!
At that moment, Qiong made up her mind.
She gently took his hand and whispered in his ear:
"My family has betrayed me—I can no longer return to the Prison Flame family."
"And you are the last of the Shangmo family's bloodline."
"As the saying goes, it's hard to clap with one hand, if you're willing, from now on, let's fight side by side."
Wu Xiaode smiled.
He owed his previous victories to the help of this matron.
In the future, if he were to continue staying in the Council, he indeed needed a helper like her.
After all, she was well-versed in all matters of the Council, knew the ins and outs—
A woman who could become a matron...
How could her methods be anything less than adept?
Just as she had said.
A single Arian, trying to revive the family, was too hard.