"What?!"
Everyone was shocked. Little Jiu was actually so resolute and decisive that he did not even stop to think before directly abandoning the believers.
Ghost Douluo's eyes widened. He secretly thought Little Jiu was being far too unwise, muttering, "My god, even if that's what you think, you didn't have to say it out loud! We could still manipulate things behind the scenes!"
Yet Zhu Zhuqing and the other women were all pleasantly surprised.
Women were emotional. Little Jiu's firm declaration of his stance showed that, in his heart, there had never been a choice to make. This was simply how things ought to be.
How could they not be happy when the man they loved valued loyalty and affection so deeply?
Qian Renxue was already in tears. Her heart was as sweet as honey as she clung to Little Jiu's arm, unwilling to let go. Scenes of how they had met and come to know each other flashed through her mind.
It stirred complicated feelings within her.
A smile played on Bibi Dong's lips. This was what a man should be. If he could not even protect his own woman, how could he speak of grand ambitions and dominion? He would be nothing more than a slave to power.
"Little Jiu, I have to say, when it comes to loving your wife, you've inherited a few of my finest qualities." Even the God of Destruction, who dearly wished he could kill Little Jiu, gave him a thumbs-up at that moment.
He realized that he and Little Jiu actually shared the same values. It felt good!
Little Jiu rolled his eyes. I dote on my wife. You're henpecked! We're not the same kind of people.
"So, I shall give you a chance. As long as you acknowledge the God