To Cao Xing, the kings of the Northwind Alliance still had some value, so he accepted their surrender.
As for this fellow, there was no need for him to exist at all.
Upon hearing this, the Black Mage's face instantly turned deathly pale, and the light in his eyes swiftly faded.
His cracked lips trembled as he asked in a hoarse, quivering voice, "Really... you won't give me even the slightest chance?"
"I'm Legendary Tier too. I can fight for you as well..."
Su Ruhui smiled faintly and instructed Nan Zi to prepare a sedan chair. Seeing that she had ordered only one, Nan Zi knew she had no intention of inviting the visitor into Zhaonan Court. It seemed the relationship between this old acquaintance and Su Ruhui was rather intriguing.
Since the brother-in-law she spoke of was Prince Qing, she would ordinarily have addressed him as "Your Highness" rather than "brother-in-law." But today, because she needed a favor from Le Yan, she obediently called him brother-in-law. Though young, she knew when to yield and when to stand tall—speaking to people as people, and to ghosts as ghosts.
"Hehe, beauty, now you know how formidable I am, right? Wouldn't it have been better if you'd just behaved? You insisted on resisting. You really don't know what's good for you. Now let your big brother dote on you!" Xu Hong leered as he walked toward Meng Zhaojun.
Mo Li felt somewhat lost. Did he not love the princess deeply? Now that she was his wife, he would treat her well for the rest of his life. That was both his duty and what he wanted to do. Perhaps Prince Qing was right. Perhaps he truly was too cold-hearted, but that was the best way to protect himself.
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