A singer Zhao Fu vaguely remembered hurriedly stopped him and said in a low voice, "Do you have a death wish? How dare you speak of the Great Qin Imperial Prince like that? We know he isn't good, but we have no other choice. We all know the real world is about to be destroyed. He can give us the safety we want most, as well as a prosperous life."
"Actually, I have a very good option too, but from what I can see, sooner or later this world will belong to that Great Qin Imperial Prince. Even if we become another man's women, with the Great Qin Imperial Prince's lustful nature, he'll snatch us away for his own amusement anyway."
"I know what men have in their hearts. Most of you have a virgin complex, believing that once a woman has been touched by another man, she is no longer clean, and you'll definitely mind it greatly. So she has to be a virgin to be loved even more."
"Since we'll be snatched away by him sooner or later anyway, we might as well be proactive. Perhaps we can even gain better statuses. If we're taken by force then, with our bodies no longer clean, that would be truly miserable. We might be neglected, and die there silently without anyone even knowing."
Zhao Fu did not know what to say. Then he came to his senses—wasn't he the Great Qin Imperial Prince? Why was he saying they were jumping into a pit of fire, that their most beautiful years would be ruined? Was there anyone who spoke of himself like that? And was he really as bad as they made him sound?
Cough, cough...
Zhao Fu dryly coughed a few times and said to her, "Actually, the Imperial Prince