She had once thought she would marry Oscar, assist her cousin Tang San in pacifying the war-torn continent, and become someone admired by all.
But now, all of that had become nothing but a fantasy.
A strange man had broken into her bedchamber and used a bizarre imprint to completely strip her of her freedom, taking control of everything she had.
She did not even know who he was or why he had done this. She could only be manipulated like an object.
At that moment, every source of support felt impossibly distant.
She could feel the power radiating from the imprint deep within her soul. It was an absolute form of control—at a single thought from him, she would be unable to act of her own will, perhaps even harming her loved ones or betraying the Star Luo Empire.
"No... don't..." Bai Chenxiang screamed frantically in her heart, her tears flowing even more fiercely.
Her eyes were filled with pain, fear, and unwillingness, yet also carried a trace of helpless despair she could not resist.
As Ye Xuan watched her weep in despair and helplessness, his heart remained utterly unmoved.
To him, this was merely a necessary means of achieving his goal.
If he wanted to take down the Star Luo Empire at the smallest cost, he had to be willing to do whatever it took.
Bai Chenxiang's near-desperate emotions were, to him, nothing more than a stepping stone on the path to victory.
He slowly removed his conical hat, revealing his true face.
There was not the slightest expression on his handsome face. His deep eyes remained piercingly cold as he looked at Bai Chenxiang and spoke in an even tone.
"Remember my name: Ye Xuan. The Holy Son of the Spirit Hall Empire, and your only master