"Younger Sister Zhuqing is right."
"You are the White Emperor of Heaven, a man destined to rule the world."
"That Dai Mubai from the other world is nothing but a lump of mud. He doesn't deserve to share your name."
As she spoke, Qian Renxue's gaze shifted, and a trace of infatuation appeared in her eyes as she looked at Dai Mubai:
"When I saw that scene just now, I even wondered, what if you became like that too..."
"Impossible."
Dai Mubai cut her off, his tone calm but brimming with confidence.
He let go of them and pinched each woman's smooth cheek. Their skin felt warm and silky beneath his fingers.
"I am who I am because I know what I want."
"That useless man chose to live on his knees. I choose to die on my feet—or... stand tall and make everyone else kneel."
The words sounded arrogant, but in the eyes of the two women present, they were only as they should be.
A faint blush appeared on Zhu Zhuqing's normally cool face.
She no longer resisted, leaning obediently against Dai Mubai's shoulder. The clean, distinctive scent of him filled her nose—a fragrance of sunshine and strength, utterly different from the useless man on the Sky Screen, who reeked of perfume and alcohol.
"Don't look at that useless man again. He'll dirty your eyes."
Zhu Zhuqing muttered softly.
Hearing this, Dai Mubai let his palm slide slowly down her slender waist, then gave her astonishing curves a light pat.
"Fine. I'll listen to you, my beloved consort."
"But the best is yet to come. The contrast isn't over."
"We're going to watch him ruin himself, step by step, until he's in the dirt."
It was as if to prove Dai Mubai's words.
The scene on the