The Green Lotus Core Flame beside them was still burning fiercely.
The temperature of the surrounding air was still rising.
Queen Medusa produced a purple brocade robe, blocking her full breasts with an inscrutable expression.
"You... what did you... call me?" Fan Tian's breathing grew slightly heavier, but his expression remained completely unchanged.
"Little man, what are you expecting?" Queen Medusa asked coldly, her slender pupils filled with chill.
"If you can lend the Snake-People Tribe a helping hand, it is not entirely out of the question!" Queen Medusa's face turned cold as she added another sentence.
Fan Tian fell silent.
The Snake-People Tribe was Queen Medusa's Achilles' heel. If Fan Tian allowed Jia Xingtian and the others to slaughter the Snake-People Tribe and stood by without helping, Queen Medusa would inevitably harbor deep resentment.
This was not what Fan Tian wanted to see.
Besides, the queen was always arrogant and immune to both soft and hard tactics. If he used her clansmen to threaten her at this moment, it would miss the mark somewhat.
To conquer a woman stubborn to her very bones, one had to crush her openly and in every aspect-subdue the flesh first, then conquer the soul.
The queen adored strength, so he would make her feel strength. The queen liked it hard, so he would harden like an iron rod, stirring her until she flooded into a disaster. Only in this way could he truly possess and conquer her.
"Your Majesty the Queen, taking advantage of someone's vulnerability is not my style, but for you to just flap your lips and expect this seat to exert myself for you hardly seems realistic either."
Fan Tian raised his hand and gently lifted Queen Medusa's chin.
Medusa did not dodge.
She raised her face, her snake pupils