As he walked out of Qian Du's room, the smile on Li Mu Yang's face gradually faded, and his expression turned gloomy.
This is quite troublesome, Li Mu Yang thought.
Peacock King Ying Boyan had personally sent word through Mengdie. He knew this matter would certainly not be easy to resolve. After all, if it were easy to resolve, the Peacock King would never have begged him to come help Qian Du. Although the Ying Clan had a close relationship with the dragon race, as Qian Du's father and the ruler of the Peacock Dynasty, he was a hundred times unwilling to see himself become intimate—even passionately intimate—with Qian Du.
Li Mu Yang had thought the danger came from outside, but he had not expected the hidden threat to come from within her body.
Li Mu Yang had made ample psychological preparations, yet he had not expected the situation to be even more serious than he had imagined.
Fortunately, because Li Mu Yang had acted sufficiently "stupid," that demon had grown contemptuous of him. It had actually agreed to let him remain at Qian Du's side, constantly protecting her and constantly seeking a way to save her.
This was precisely the effect Li Mu Yang wanted: make it lower its guard and let him stay beside her, keeping watch at all times.
The moment an opportunity arose, he could save her.
To that demon, this was merely a game. To Li Mu Yang, it was a life-or-death race against time.
Because that demon had occupied Qian Du's body—the body of the woman he wanted to accompany for the rest of his life.
It had entered first. How was he supposed to enter afterward?
"Young Master Mu Yang."
A female attendant dressed in a warrior's uniform walked over and said, "Your