"Then just wait to clean up Xu Kun's remains... Oh, no—under this kind of battle, there won't even be any remains left. Body and soul will both be destroyed!"
Yuan laughed mockingly, her delicate face drawing close to Yang Yao's. "True love means letting go!"
"The human race is weak. Even if you are the Daughter of Tianyan, you won't be able to play the role of a virtuous wife on Xu Kun's future journey!"
"I'm different. I have the Phoenix Race behind me and command the Yuan-Chu Nine Veins. If he wants the moon, I'll ascend to the heavens and pluck it for him. If he wants soup, I'll dive into the five seas and catch turtles for him!"
"Even the Dragon Race can't threaten him in the slightest. As for the Black Tortoise Race, he can kill them whenever he wants!"
"Can you give him any of that?"
"Like this time—what ability do you have to help him escape this predicament?"
"Will you rely on that so-called childhood-sweetheart love of yours?"
With every word Yuan spoke, Yang Yao's little face turned a shade paler.
"In looks, I'm no worse than you. In strength, I've never regarded you as an equal. In status, you're merely a human princess. How could you compare to me, the future Yuan Lord of the Phoenix Race?"
"Since you can't hold on to him, let go. You don't want your Little Kun to live so exhausted, do you?"
"As long as you give him to me, not only will his future be smooth and unobstructed, but I can even swear that the human race will no longer suffer bullying from the various races!"
"You're a smart person. I'm sure I don't need to teach you how to choose!"
Yang Yao stared fixedly at Yuan.