Inside the secret chamber.
Xiao Wu was covered in chains. Long-term imprisonment had left her once-delicate, lovely face far more haggard.
Still, things were not so dull after a woman arrived. She did not like facing loneliness alone.
"Tap—tap."
Xiao Wu slightly raised her head and looked over. Dongfang Yu was walking in with his arm around Madame Rose's waist.
At that moment, her eyes suffered a tremendous shock!
How could this be?! What exactly was their relationship?!
"Oh, you're awake." Dongfang Yu teased, not removing his arm from around Madame Rose.
"You..."
"It's the kind of relationship you're thinking of," Dongfang Yu answered.
Xiao Wu was stunned. Although Madame Rose still possessed her mature charm and remained beautiful, their age difference was obvious at a glance.
Could Dongfang Yu have some peculiar fetish? How could he like a woman so much older than himself?
"Enough, stop gossiping in your head," Dongfang Yu said speechlessly.
At a time like this, she was still imprisoned, yet she had the mood to gossip.
"What did you come here for?" Xiao Wu asked.
"Do you think these rings beneath my feet look nice?" Several Soul Rings rose beneath Dongfang Yu's feet. Madame Rose knowingly moved aside and did not say a word from beginning to end.
"A Soul King! Your fifth Soul Ring is nearly fifty thousand years old! How is that possible?!" Xiao Wu was stunned again.
"You... are you trying to remind me that I don't have much time left?"
Dongfang Yu withdrew his Soul Rings and nodded. "That's exactly what I mean. I'm level 52 now. Within two years at the latest, I'll come take your Soul Ring."
"Heh!" Xiao Wu sneered disdainfully.
"Do you want to know how your Brother Tang San is doing now?" Dongfang Yu asked with