Hu Qinya was no longer so afraid of Zhao Fu. When he had withdrawn his hand just now, she had even felt a faint flicker of reluctance in her heart, though she did not know why.
Now that she had heard Zhao Fu's words, there was no room left for her to choose. And she wanted to save her husband, so she nodded. "Alright! I agree to submit to you."
Zhao Fu smiled and continued, "Then write a letter, or use some other method, to lure that Ice God out alone."
Hu Qinya immediately understood Zhao Fu's aim. So his target had been that Ice God all along. If she lured the Ice God out and she fell into this villain's hands, her fate would surely be the same as Hu Qinya's.
The Ice God was her best friend, so she refused. "I can't agree to that. Have me do something else instead—I can hand all my power over to you now."
Smiling, Zhao Fu said, "I'm not interested in your power right now. You have no choice but to refuse. I can control your body right now and call that Ice God out myself; it's only that it might not seem convincing enough."
Hu Qinya's expression turned somewhat unsightly as she fell into thought once more. Then she said, "I can help you, but you cannot kill her or torture her."
Zhao Fu nodded with a smile.
With a blush on her face, Hu Qinya said, "Turn around. I need to get dressed."
Zhao Fu chuckled and turned around. In truth, he had already seen Hu Qinya's body; there was nothing left to see.
Hu Qinya picked up the clothes beside her and quickly put them on. Her face still flushed red, she said, "You can turn around now."