The Madness of Fingertips

After Xia Feng transmigrated, his heart was mysteriously removed.
In its place, a defective demon heart capable of sustaining life only for eighteen years was implanted. 
This is a magical heart that can sync with the power level of its target.
To stay alive, he bound himself to the ultimate villain of the future, a Destructive Witch who was destined to destroy the world.
The stronger the Destructive Witch becomes, the stronger he becomes!
Thus, Xia Feng realized, it's not my fault for stirring up trouble: "Miss Witch, I admit you're strong, but not strong enough!"

I Bound Myself to a Destructive Witch

"My Princess, do you recognize this Prince?"


The Prince, clad in an expensive deep red tailcoat, stood with his hands clasped behind his back in front of the woman, lips curved in what he thought was a charming, playful smile.


Yue Hongli's gaze shifted back, blinking, and after a moment of thought, she nodded, "I recognize you; your name is Liszt. According to the definitions in social anthropology, you are my husband."


"Right." The Prince chuckled, but a question arose in his heart—after so long, why hadn't he felt the slightest hint of recognition from her as her owner?


"So, do you know where my master is?" the woman in the phoenix skirt asked, puzzled.


"What—what?" His expression revealed a slight shock, as he had not grasped her meaning for a moment, "Am I not your master?"


"A husband is a husband, a master is a master." Yue Hongli shook her head, and just then, a calm voice sounded from behind her,


84. The master's word is absolute