"Um..." Lorelei blushed and asked awkwardly, "Is there a divine pathway suitable for me?"
"Heh!" Slytherin did not know whether to laugh or cry, but he still nodded. "I still have ten pathways left: Apprentice-The Door, Corpse Collector-Death, Hunter-The Red Priest, Cultivator-The Mother, Prisoner-The Bound, Criminal-The Abyss, Sailor-Tyrant, Seer-The Hanged Man, The Sleepless-Darkness, and Lawyer-The Black Emperor.
"Of them, the divine pathway from Sequence Nine Cultivator to Sequence Zero The Mother is barely suitable for you. But why should I give it to you?"
"I've worked for you for so long. Even if I haven't earned merit, I've at least suffered for it, haven't I?" Lorelei said with a haughty look. "I've been in charge of the planting base and breeding base, and I've taken care of your daily life too. Shouldn't I get some reward?"
Slytherin rolled his eyes and teased her speechlessly, "That seems to be your actual job! If it weren't for me, you might already have been thrown into Asgard's dungeons. And do you think that alone is worth a divine pathway? Wouldn't Heaven Level True Gods be far too cheap then?"
"Lorelei, you're a maid—a maid who signed a deed of sale... Ahem! A maid who signed a contract, not a female lead. I hope you understand that."
Lorelei pursed her lips. While kneading Slytherin's shoulders with gentle pressure, she said in a syrupy voice, "What if I'm willing to become the female lead?"
Slytherin nearly lost his composure. "I may have misheard. Please say that again."
"You..." Lorelei glared at him in feigned anger. "I'm willing to become your woman, all right?"
Slytherin slapped his forehead. "I knew it. You don't just want a divine pathway—you want me too. What a scheme! Getting both the man and the wealth. Impressive."
Lorelei froze, feeling deeply