Doomsday, Instant Kill, Salute

There was a reason Yue Yang had forcefully kissed Xue Niu the moment he appeared.

With a snake-haired demon man around, if he did not declare his claim, it would be troublesome if someone took a fancy to her. Just look at China—the East China Sea and South China Sea disputes never ended. If things had been made clear back then, could more than a billion people have been stumped by something so tiny? Of course, the two examples were not quite the same. Snow Flawless, Princess Cici, and the others would never spare anyone besides Yue Yang a glance. Still, Yue Yang felt it was better to make their relationship clear. That way, many troubles would drift away with the wind.

After kissing Snow Flawless, he wrapped an arm around Princess Cici and gave Hu Niu a suffocating kiss.

Sure enough, at the sight of Yue Yang's blissful life with beauties in both arms, the snake-haired demon man calling himself Chang Feng was consumed by jealousy and slammed his head fiercely against a rock.

"After finally meeting a girl with character, who knew she was already spoken for? I don't want to live anymore." The young master Chang Feng, who claimed to be the eldest son of one of the Heaven Realm's Four Great Families, cried streams of tears and snot. Judging from his grief-stricken appearance, he might even slash his wrists.

"If you hang yourself, it takes a long time to die. A knife is much quicker." Yue Yang warmly handed him a knife.

"I-I don't want to die..." Young Master Chang Feng was no fool. He had not yet properly enjoyed life—how could he be willing to die so early?

"It's all right. If you ever feel like you can't go on, come find me anytime. I