"Lock her up."
Zhu Tianyu slammed the table in fury and ordered his servants to confine his disobedient daughter Zhu Zhuqing under close watch.
What did she mean, she wanted to go along as her elder sister's dowry? How could she say such a thing?
She had taken a fancy to her brother-in-law. Well... their circle was already a bubbling pot of chaos. That alone was hardly worth mentioning.
But putting one man down to praise another? That was asking for trouble.
Even if Dai Mubai was a lump of mud that could never stick to a wall, she could not say it outright.
After all, Dai Mubai was the third prince of the Star Luo Empire.
Insulting Dai Mubai could easily drag the entire Dai Family of the Star Luo Imperial Family into it.
Zhu Tianyu had no desire to go to sleep and never wake up.
In the clan, every woman with the Nether Civet Martial Soul had become a childbearing tool for the White Tiger Dai Family.
The Dai men who possessed the Evil-Eyed White Tiger Martial Soul had only ever wanted women with the Nether Civet Martial Soul: accessories who could perform a Martial Soul Fusion Skill with them.
To the men of the White Tiger Dai Family, the Nether Zhu Clan was dispensable. All they needed was a stable, unending supply of women with the Nether Civet Martial Soul, enough to fill their bellies.
All they cared about was the Martial Soul Fusion Skill, "Hell White Tiger."
Zhu Zhuqing's face was full of resentment as the maids led her away.
The Nether Duke's Estate, the home that suffocated her—she wished she could flee it this instant.
But she was not strong enough.
Zhu Zhuqing resolved to train hard, raise her cultivation, and gain the strength