A head could be severed, blood could flow, but dignity could never be lost.
Better to die than suffer humiliation.
Chu Feng had always believed he was that kind of man, and he had lived by that principle.
He, Chu Feng, the foremost man on Earth today, had an Unyielding Iron Will!
Even if this unruly princess who had crawled out of a coffin tortured him beyond recognition, tortured him to death...
He would never endure such humiliation.
So, faced with the outrageous demand of Yaoyao, who stood shrouded in divine light, Chu Feng decisively chose...
"Could I sing for you in private?"
Chu Feng chose to send Yaoyao a private message, preserving his last shred of dignity.
If no one sees me being humiliated, then I haven't been humiliated. A flexible bottom line.
Besides, right now he was the fish on the chopping block, and this unruly princess held the knife. What could he do?
Fight to the death?
And drag Lin Nuo Yi and the others down with him?
He would just treat it as singing a song for a fan and fulfilling her wish.
Besides, this unruly princess seemed savage and unreasonable. All right, she really was savage and unreasonable.
But she did not seem bloodthirsty, and he could talk to her.
Yaoyao had expected Chu Feng's reaction. After all, she was arguably one of the people who knew him best in this world.
"Fine. This princess isn't unreasonable," Yaoyao said with a nod.
Chu Feng really wanted to ask, You call yourself reasonable?
But not only could he not say it, he could not even think it. He was afraid she would eavesdrop on his inner voice again and peer into his mind.
"Are you cursing me in your head?" Yaoyao suddenly asked.
Chu Feng's spirits