Hua Ye had been born into privilege, yet he had no virtue to speak of. After seizing power from the Old Angel King, between state affairs and debauchery, he leaned far more toward the latter. He spent far more time bare-chested than clothed. He was truly the nightmare of female angels and a role model for male angel scum, doing everything according to his own whims without regard for anyone else's feelings.
The male angel scum were all cut from the same cloth. "Like father, like son" was the best compliment for them. How did that saying go again?
Oh, right!
Angel Palace City is your home. Hua Ye loves you, and you love him. Hua Ye wants to give you a massage; resistance and refusal are not allowed.
Only by upholding this slogan could one hope to gain a foothold in Tiangong. If you dared not love Hua Ye, then sorry—men would be beaten to death with clubs, while women would be sent to the "Imperial Brothel" to be ravaged.
The more miserable, the better; the more perverse, the better. Hmph! That was what you got for daring not to love Hua Ye.
Back when Tiangong Unification had been achieved, it was "united as one" internally, while external threats were negligible. Any force, large or small, that dared resist would inevitably be mercilessly crushed by Tiangong.
Hua Ye had been cruel by nature and extremely evil. After ruling for centuries and benefiting from Tiangong's most advanced technology, though he had never become a god, people still bestowed upon him the title of "Ancient Evil God."
In short, he was evil as hell in every possible way.
Liang Bing could never forget those difficult days when she and her sister Kesha had overthrown Hua Ye. Though it had not reached