"You Said It: Beg Me to Take Care of You."

Autumn winds swept through.

A spark flew in from somewhere unknown.

Carried by the autumn wind, it fell onto the withered yellow lawn.

The wind passed without a trace. Wild grass trembled lightly, and sparks scattered everywhere—enough to start a prairie fire.

Lu Mi witnessed with his own eyes the blazing inferno he had ignited.

Then he turned around and sat on the high-backed sofa, elbow bent as he propped up his head and stared coldly at Yu Tu.

The arrogant First Commander looked like a rose crushed in someone's hand.

He was clearly in an utterly miserable state, yet every thorn on him remained sharper than the last.

They hurt Lu Mi so badly.

Lu Mi's deep eyes fixed on him without a word.

After a long while, he stretched out his leg.

The tip of his shoe hooked beneath Yu Tu's chin, forcing him to raise his head in humiliation.

Even like this, Yu Tu still clenched his teeth tightly.

Lu Mi gave a cold snort.

"You still haven't learned your lesson."

A magnificent blaze was not the end. The burning lawn could still spread farther.

Yu Tu still did not understand the power of a wildfire sweeping across the plains.

White Vine bared its fangs and claws before Lu Mi, assuming an attacking stance.

Not only did Lu Mi disregard them, he provoked Yu Tu instead.

"Yu Tu, either kill me, or accept your punishment properly."

At last...

White Vine withdrew.

Yu Tu let out a choked sob.

"Lu Mi, Lu Mi..."

Lu Mi withdrew his hand and leaned back. "Go on."

"I... I... Lu Mi, I feel awful."

"And?"

"You... don't... torment me anymore."

"And?"

"I... I... I want..."

"What do you want?"

"You."

"Then what should we do? Yu Tu, you were the one who