"Alas!"
Despite the fact that your Three Souls and Seven Spirits were trembling in pain, your hands simply wouldn't let go, and you vaguely felt a slight loosening of Wu Zhao's veil.
"Second Young Master, let go quickly, you will die."
"Hehe, to die under the... flowers, one can still be a romantic ghost. However, if, you, call me 'husband', I will let go."
"I..."
"Once you call me... you! must! agree... to be! My, your... wife!" Your lips were trembling, and even speaking was difficult for you.
"Husband! Husband! Husband!" Wu Zhao could no longer hold back; her heart was nearly breaking with distress.
"Hehe, hehe." You suddenly roared, "Activate, Rest, Life, and Injure, all four gates open! Fall for me!"
In that instant, golden, blue, green, and red lights suddenly radiated from your body. With the appearance of these four lights, you fiercely removed Wu Zhao's veil from her face, revealing a visage so exquisite you would pine for it thousands of times in your dreams.