How Did It Taste?

Feng Changsheng moved far too quickly. Even Ye Qiu failed to react in time.

Actually, even if Ye Qiu could have reacted, he would not have. There was simply no need.

He had already branded the contract, completely merging the Saber Spirit with himself. No outsider could snatch it away.

At once, his thoughts stirred, and he planned to teach this Western Ridge Crown Prince a proper lesson.

You want to take advantage of me? Is it really that easy?

Yet when he communicated with it, he could clearly sense the connection between himself and the Saber Spirit—but the Saber Spirit did not listen.

Not only did it ignore him, but when the Western Ridge Crown Prince closed his palm, the Saber Spirit directly followed his palm and burrowed into his body.

Ye Qiu froze for a moment.

He asked in his heart, "Brother Snake, what's going on now?"

As Brother Snake recovered his vital energy, he said, "The Saber Spirit feels aggrieved."

Ye Qiu: "???"

Brother Snake raised his voice. "Nonsense. If it were you, and you'd been beaten up by people one after another, then suppressed like a servant, wouldn't you feel aggrieved?"

Ye Qiu: "..."

Brother Snake said, "Although it submitted to you, it only gave you its body. In its heart, it might still look down on you a little."

Ye Qiu: "..."

It's got quite the temper!

Brother Snake said, "Of course, if you force it, the Saber Spirit won't be able to refuse you either."

He had great confidence in his methods. No matter how unwilling the Saber Spirit was, it still could not refuse Ye Qiu's summons.

But Ye Qiu did not move.

Because he had seen the Western Ridge Crown Prince's smile.

And it was a rather smug smile at that.

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