After all, he was the Color Emperor, who loved beautiful women above all else.
She believed that as long as she feigned compliance, showed off some of her beauty, and begged this devil a few times,
the devil would spare her, perhaps even greedily take her as his beloved consort. Once the Great Calamity fully descended and the Forbidden Land opened, the devil would surely die, and she could return to the Drizzle Devil Master's command.
"Demon Venerable, I was wrong. I never knew you were so powerful. Why not let me become your slave? You may do whatever you wish with me. I will never resist."
Her plaintive voice, so tender and frail, reached Fang Yang's ears.
She was like an orchid in a raging storm, seemingly about to be destroyed on the spot at any moment.
Fang Yang regarded the woman before him coldly, a hint of amusement curling his lips.
"A slave? You want to warm my bed? You aren't worthy even of that!"
"You!"
The woman's expression changed abruptly. She stared at Fang Yang in shock, boundless rage welling up deep within her. Never had she imagined that the devil before her would be so arrogant.
Even the Devil Master of the Drizzle Forbidden Land would never debase her like this, yet this human dared to do so.
"Want to live? Then be my dog. After all, that's all you're fit for."
Fang Yang's voice was icy. The woman was nearly driven mad with fury, but in the end, she took a deep breath and spoke meekly.
"Since you say so, Demon Venerable, I am naturally willing to be your dog. A female one, at that..."
Her voice dripped with sweetness, and something like a hook reached out from the depths of her eyes, almost capable