"Hopefully." Zhen Luoshen gave a bitter smile and looked at her. "I'll be getting married soon, and I don't even know how powerful he is."
"In your eyes, does a husband have to be powerful?" Bai Xue turned and asked.
Zhen Luoshen paused slightly before saying bitterly, "That's the standard we White Foxes use when choosing a mate. Besides, haven't you noticed? Weak people rarely stir our emotions. It's something ingrained in our genes."
This time, Bai Xue did not argue. Instead, she nodded. When she first met her husband, she had indeed been stunned by his strength. Her body had gone weak, and all she had wanted was to become the pet in his arms.
Perhaps this was inherited from the White Fox genes. To survive, they had no choice but to act this way.
"But I fell in love with him afterward. It wasn't because of his strength." Bai Xue retorted.
"That's only natural." Zhen Luoshen smiled. "If we submitted to a man when he was powerful but abandoned him when he was weak, then we wouldn't be coveted by all the races."
"A White Fox loves only one person in her entire life. Unless something special happens, she will never marry again."
"If you know that, why are you forcing me?" Bai Xue asked.
"Silly child, there are still eight hundred years left. If you still remember your promise after eight hundred years, then you'll naturally be free. No one can force you." Zhen Luoshen said.
"Eight hundred years? No, it won't take eight hundred years. He'll definitely appear beside me very soon." Bai Xue spoke seriously.
"Hopefully." Zhen Luoshen smiled.
Inside the inn, I narrowed my eyes slightly as I looked at the person before me. He had purple pupils, and his entire body radiated an