Liao Ji: "."
The young man looked at the chains and shackles in the nun's hands. His throat bobbed as he quietly took half a step back.
The worst-case scenario he had imagined had indeed come to pass.
"Stia, whatever it is, we can sit down and talk it out slowly. Could you... could you put those things away first?" Liao Ji still tried to save himself.
Unfortunately, Stia did not obey his command this time.
Liao Ji only saw a blur before his eyes. The next moment, the nun was already beside him.
With the vast disparity in their strength, Liao Ji had no room to resist. Accompanied by a crisp click, a powerful sensation of restraint clamped around his right wrist.
Liao Ji immediately turned to look. A shackle had appeared around his wrist, one end connected to him, while the other end—
"Hehehehe... Now I've chained Lord Ash down, tightly chained him right here beside Stia!"
The other end of the chain was attached to the nun.
Stia raised her hand and looked at the crimson handcuffs binding her and Liao Ji together as though they were the most beautiful work of art in the world, letting out a blissful, infatuated laugh.
"Don't do this, Stia. Our feelings for each other shouldn't need things like this to hold them together."
"No, Lord Ash, you don't understand. It's... it's already too late. You were right. Stia is no longer the person you knew. Stia can't go back anymore."
Stia shook her head, memories flickering in her eyes.
After the Ash Emperor vanished, the Dragon Girl, "Tang Jiuyou," was the first to break away from the empire.
Stia still clearly remembered what Jiuyou had said back then. If the Ash Empire no longer had its Emperor, then there was