"We have awaited Your Majesty for so long. We humbly welcome your royal carriage back to its rightful place, to reign once more from the Purple Palace, where all nations look up to you and the four seas follow your lead!"
Mo Xie's expression did not waver at their thunderous welcome. His eerie scarlet eyes swept coldly over the deferential Eight Directions Undead Lords before settling on the Nine Nether Queen.
Under Mo Xie's icy gaze, a seductive smile appeared on the Nine Nether Queen's lovely face. She covered her red lips with one hand and looked shyly at his stern face. In a soft voice, she said,
"My king, you were so rough with me just now. You even tore my court dress to pieces, forcing me to change into another."
As she spoke, she tugged lightly at her collar with slender fingers, revealing a glimpse of pale skin and a tantalizing view beneath. She gazed at Mo Xie with a sultry smile.
"If that is what you desire, my king, once you return to the Palace, I will serve you well."
Of the Eight Directions Undead Lords, five had enormous bodies. Only the Nine Nether Queen, the White Corpse King, and the Red Skull Demon Lord were human-sized, so the three of them stood on the Corpse of the Mountain Peak's shoulder.
Mo Xie ignored the Nine Nether Queen's invitation. He gave a cold snort and spoke with haughty disdain.
"Come to think of it... aren't you treating your king a little too arrogantly?"
The Eight Directions Undead Lords froze, confusion filling their eyes. The other seven eventually turned to the Nine Nether Queen.
None of the seven were skilled at negotiation. Naturally, that duty had fallen to the Nine Nether Queen, their king's favorite. Yet somehow, she