Huo Yuhao was slightly taken aback by the reaction of the woman on the bed. He had never expected someone as respectable-looking as himself to be mistaken for that sort of man. It was almost too much to take.
"This is my private space, called the Undead Demiplane. As for me? Don't be afraid. I'm not a bad person," Huo Yuhao said solemnly, closing his book.
"The Undead Demiplane?" Ye Guyi murmured, disgust rising in her eyes once more.
Just as she had thought-even the place this Evil Soul Master lived in was evil.
"Not a bad person? You evil bastard! After slaughtering all those people in Mingdu, you still have the nerve to say you aren't a bad person?"
Ye Guyi knew that Huo Yuhao had captured her, and with her strength, she could never escape his grasp. She also knew that nothing good awaited her in an Evil Soul Master's hands. She had already made her peace with death and intended to kill herself at the first sign of trouble. Thus, she refused to let him cow her, raising her chin as she snapped back at him.
"You've got quite a temper!" Huo Yuhao was not annoyed by Ye Guyi's attitude. He knew why she was acting this way, so he went straight to the point.
"Let's put everything that happened in Mingdu aside for now. It's already in the past. Let's talk about your future." With a thought from Huo Yuhao, the golden sword in Ye Guyi's hand suddenly flew out of her grasp against her will. At the same time, a gentle yet overwhelming pressure pinned her body firmly to the bed, leaving her unable to move.
The sudden turn of events drained the color from Ye Guyi's face.
She realized that, in an instant, she