Mr. Wen, Flesh Corpse

"What proposal?" Golden Silkworm Snow Lady's expression tightened, and she instinctively stepped half a pace back. Being stared at so brazenly by a man was a first in her life.

She worried that Wei Tu might make some humiliating demand of her.

A humiliating demand was not frightening. What was frightening was that she lacked the confidence to refuse Wei Tu. After all, Heaven-Brow Snow Lady's life and Great Snow Mountain's future were still in the hands of Wei Tu and Qi Yaoxian.

Compared to those two things, what she would sacrifice was no more than a scrap of skin.

She did not doubt Wei Tu's motives in the slightest.

For ninety-nine percent of male cultivators in the world, conquering a female cultivator of her noble status and powerful realm was an achievement worth boasting about.

Seeing Golden Silkworm Snow Lady's expression and her half-step backward, Wei Tu knew she had misunderstood.

He liked beauty, but he was not so depraved as to force himself on others.

His earlier scrutiny of Golden Silkworm Snow Lady had merely been to probe her heart and see how far she was willing to go for this matter.

Still... once the roof had been torn off, opening a window afterward would be easy.

—When cooperating with Great Snow Mountain and the other two sects of the Three-Sect Alliance, he preferred to hold the initiative in his own hands rather than merely obey their orders and go wherever they sent him.

Thus, after seeing this, he simply went along with the misunderstanding and waited quietly for Golden Silkworm Snow Lady to speak and submit herself.

"If Fellow Daoist Wen can spare Master, then... then even if this concubine must cast aside this pure body and marry Fellow Daoist... it is not impossible."

After a moment,