Yu Shang was probably a little unwilling to accept it. Understandably so—half of her ancestral bloodline's fortune had been forcibly divided away.
Most people would probably have spat blood from rage.
If it had been one of her close sisters, that would have been one thing. But ever since this flirtatious clam first emerged from the sea, she had always put on an innocent little white-flower act right in front of Yu Shang while making eyes at her man. Yu Shang had been unhappy with her for a long time.
She clearly disliked her, yet she still had to kiss her to pass her breath over, and even share her fortune with her.
Qin Yi felt that if it had been him, he would have wanted to beat the other person to death.
But then again, An'an had not come to seize anything. The Spirit of Water was originally needed for sea and sky to unite, so the intent of Kunpeng had naturally been shared. There was nothing to be done about that. Yu Shang could not really say anything either. In the end, she could only tear at that sense of participation in "husbandly aura."
An'an was helpless too. Having gained an advantage, she could hardly act coy and say she did not want it. She could only obediently serve as a water bed...
This sort of feeling was easy enough to understand. It was time for him, as the man, to soothe her...
He smiled and kissed Yu Shang's cheek. "This time, Shang'er's contribution was immense. You could say you were the crucial move that won us the game."
Yu Shang's eyes gleamed with delight. "It's enough that I could help Husband. Actually, I came to the Northern Darkness for my ancestral fortune in the first place. That