Chen Xian finally understood why his butt hurt so much.
At the same time, he also understood just how wicked a demonic heart lay beneath Su Yuan's seemingly innocent exterior!
When Chen Xian wanted to suppress someone, the limit of his imagination was tattooing them and severing their path to immortality.
But Su Yuan?
With a casual wave of his hand, he had turned part of another person's body into a living corpse, controlling them through the corrosion of corpse poison.
Such conduct was thoroughly the behavior of a Demonic Cultivator, whether in the modern era or the Ancient Cultivation World.
Yet Chen Xian still didn't dare say anything.
Because Su Yuan's threat had struck him exactly where it hurt!
Whether it was erasing the tattoo or protecting his masculine dignity, he had no choice but to submit to Su Yuan.
"You... what exactly do you want?"
After a moment of silence, Chen Xian slowly pulled up his pants. His tone carried a hint of powerlessness and deathly despair.
He was finally being obedient.
Su Yuan smiled faintly.
"It's simple. Just work for me properly in the future. The Yuan Sect won't mistreat you."
"As long as you behave, when you need to take the civil service or postgraduate entrance exams, or when you need to go on a date, I'll help temporarily cover up everything on your butt."
Chen Xian had anticipated such a demand long ago.
Reduced to helpless prey, he had no room to resist. He could only grit his teeth and say:
"Let's make this clear first: I absolutely won't do anything illegal or disorderly, or anything that could affect my civil service or postgraduate entrance exams. Even if you kill me, I won't do it!"
"And as for the matter of the young lady, although