The alluring consort rose to her feet and bowed to Zhao Fu, a trace of seduction in her expression. "I am willing to submit to you, and I am willing to become your woman and serve you."
She did not want to die, nor did she want her daughter to die. At the same time, she had to plan for the future. Once they, as royalty, submitted, they might still be imprisoned and spend the rest of their lives that way.
After thinking for a moment, the frosty consort made her decision as well. Rising to her feet, she looked at Zhao Fu with her beautiful eyes. "I can serve you too, but you must treat me and my family well."
The King of Thunder Kingdom looked at his two wives, rage surging within him. He had wanted them to submit and preserve their lives, but he had never wanted his women to serve another man—especially a man who had destroyed Thunder Kingdom.
"You two are unworthy of being consorts of Thunder Kingdom, and even less worthy of being my women."
The first consort said angrily as well, "How can you do this to His Majesty? His Majesty has always treated you well."
The ministers who had originally stepped forward to be buried alongside Thunder Kingdom also furiously condemned them. "You two are the disgrace of Thunder Kingdom! You have utterly disgraced Thunder Kingdom! How could you do something so morally corrupt?"
Bang! Bang! Bang...
A series of dull impacts suddenly rang out. Those ministers were sent flying by an immense force, crashing onto the ground and spitting out mouthfuls of blood.
Boom!
A terrifying aura enveloped countless people, plunging them into fear. Zhao Fu spoke domineeringly, "They are my women now. Whoever says another word... dies!"
The alluring consort