At first glance, he had thought it was Pang Ban, but upon closer inspection, they did not look alike. He had mistaken them because their bearing and aura were simply too similar.
Who exactly was this man, and what was his connection to Pang Ban? Song Qingshu was profoundly shocked. He had thought victory was assured, only for an unheard-of Grandmaster to emerge and instantly reverse the situation.
"D-Demon Sect Lord, you're alive?" Hua Jieyu went pale with terror, her entire body turning limp. She had no energy left to flaunt her skills in bed.
Song Qingshu's heart skipped a beat. Who was the Demon Sect Lord? Why had there been no mention of him in the intelligence reports?
The blue-eyed man wore a cold expression. "You are doing quite well for yourself."
"Demon Sect Lord, you misunderstand. That wasn't what I meant," Hua Jieyu hurriedly explained. Seeing that he remained unmoved, she could only turn to Temujin beside her for help. "Great Khan, you know that everything I've done was for you. I meant no harm..."
"Of course I know of your loyalty." Temujin let out a harsh laugh, rose directly to his feet, grabbed her by the hair, pressed her onto the table, and mounted her.
Despite feeling his roughness, Hua Jieyu was not angry in the slightest. Instead, she happily lay sprawled across the table. "Yes, Great Khan. I have always been loyal to you."
Temujin gave a savage grin. "Since you are loyal to me, then offer everything to me."
Hua Jieyu smiled seductively. "Haven't I already offered everything to you?"
"Not enough!"
"What? Oh, no... don't..."
Outside the window, Song Qingshu froze. Hua Jieyu began struggling desperately, even trying to attack the man behind her, but Temujin held her down tightly. How could she possibly