Greater Sorrow Than a Dead Heart

"Young Master Zhu! Please conduct yourself with dignity!"

Xie Yueying abruptly rose to her feet, fury filling her eyes.

Though she had long prepared herself for the worst, she had never imagined... that Zhu Shuo would make such a demand.

Utterly absurd!

"Conduct myself with dignity?"

Zhu Shuo remained seated at the banquet, smiling as he lazily leaned against a pillar. "Miss Yueying, this is the Li Kingdom, Xining City. The one who ought to conduct herself with dignity... should be you, shouldn't it?"

"Young Master Zhu... forgive my discourtesy..."

Even now, Xie Yueying was unwilling to tear away all pretenses. She pressed a hand on Tong Niu's shoulder and said coldly, "I shall take my leave!"

Smack!

Zhu Shuo drained the fine wine in his cup in one gulp and casually beckoned. At once, a young maid crawled over and bowed low, offering her smooth back as a table to receive his wine cup.

A breeze swept past.

Faint figures flickered through Embracing Moon Tower, standing beyond the wind and snow.

A silent, invisible pressure had already descended.

Xie Yueying swept the area with her divine sense. There were twelve figures in all: ten Qi Guiding Realm cultivators and two Grotto-Heaven Realm cultivators.

Qi Guiding Realm cultivators were manageable enough.

But those two Grotto-Heaven cultivators... their auras were powerful, and their strength surpassed hers.

Zhu Shuo had laid this banquet in the tower with preparations already in place.

This bastard had never intended to let her leave!

"My apologies."

Zhu Shuo said calmly, "Miss Yueying, what I said earlier was not a request, but a demand... Tonight, you will keep me company whether you wish to or not!"

"Bastard! You've gone too far!"

Tong Niu could endure it no longer and drew his long blade.

With a ringing clang,