Ten Thousand Years (1)

"Then if you listen to me, I won't kill her."

Goddess Wuyou stroked her abdomen and threatened Song Shi openly.

"What do you want to do?"

Song Shitou was having a headache. He had slept with this goddess for no reason and even had a child. For a moment, he did not know what to do.

"I'm not asking for anything. I just want you to listen to me and do whatever I tell you to do. If I tell you to go east, you can't go west."

Goddess Wuyou said loftily, filled with dignity and an unquestionable tone.

"You want me to work for you?"

Song Shi frowned. "Can I even help you with my meager strength?"

"You're not strong enough, but you have the ability to not die. This is something I didn't have even when I was at my peak. With this ability, you can help me do many things."

Goddess Wuyou was like a supreme empress, very confident.