Ao Guang obediently led the way for Ye Lin.
As a friend, he could only advise him this much. What happened next depended on Ye Lin himself.
Fine words could not persuade a ghost bent on dying. Since Ye Lin insisted on it, there was nothing Ao Guang could do.
As the saying went, one would not turn back until one crashed into the southern wall. He had completely given up now.
"From this moment onward, you are our Empress Mother. You should feel fortunate—feel happy about it."
Within an incomparably magnificent Dragon Palace, a young man dressed in lavish robes looked at Gu Qingzhi before him and spoke coldly.
Gu Qingzhi sat in her chair without saying a word.
"Heh. The wedding will be held in half an hour. By then, you will be my Empress Mother, the thirteenth concubine of the West Sea Dragon King."
"From then on, you will enjoy the resources of my West Sea Dragon Clan, even of the entire Four Seas Dragon Clan, as well as supreme status."
"These are all good things for you. Why are you still so glum?"
"If you refuse, I'm afraid your friend will not live to see tomorrow."
Seeing that Gu Qingzhi remained seated in silence, the young man continued.
"I am not like you—ambitionless, knowing only how to survive in this tiny patch of heaven and earth as some supreme emperor. My goal is the sea of stars."
"Those who walk different paths cannot make plans together."
Gu Qingzhi merely sneered repeatedly at his words.
Was the West Sea Dragon Clan truly that powerful? Was the Four Seas Dragon Clan truly that strong?
Compared with her aspirations and her goals, neither was worth mentioning.
"Hahaha! You really are pitifully foolish. Your goal is the sea of stars?"