A Blood-Soaked Battlefield

"Isn't all that enough? What in this world could be more intimate and unbreakable than the debt of saving someone's life? You brought me out of that den of demons and gave me a second life. Of course Xiao Yu must repay you many times over. From now on, you are my reason for living! No matter what, I will never leave you alone in this cold world!"

Tamamo no Mae spoke passionately, vividly recounting the emotional journey of a helpless woman who had fallen into a bandit stronghold, been saved by a hero, and risen from despair to hope. Then she shyly lowered her head and obediently offered him a cup of tea.

"Your Majesty, please have some tea."

"You were never this polite before."

"Then... my benefactor?"

"Don't call me that either. I don't deserve it..."

Samael's lips twitched. He refused with a forced smile, silently grumbling to himself.

Save you? One swipe of your claw and those bandits probably wouldn't even recognize their own mothers!

Besides, he had not touched the tea Tamamo no Mae offered from beginning to end. Who knew whether she had mixed some strange stuff into it again, like last time?

"Mm, I understand..."

Tamamo no Mae's dark brows furrowed slightly. After thinking for a moment, she gently bit her cherry lips, tears shimmering in her eyes. She bent forward with her graceful figure, her vaguely visible tails swaying softly as her golden eyes gazed at Samael seductively.

"Master, welcome home. Would you like tea first? A bath first? Or would you like to eat..."

"Stop!"

Samael's facial muscles twitched. He hurriedly raised a hand, putting a stop to this increasingly suggestive menu. He knew full well that when it came to flirting, he was absolutely no match for this Trash Fox.

Sniff,