Although Fang Ze never felt himself to possess a kingly aura that could make a Yang Transformation stage expert bow in submission, he had never imagined that those who swore allegiance to him would be cursed.
Especially when he saw Xin Yi, wrapped in bandages, silent and seemingly reliable, combined with the thoughts and ideas in Xin Yi's heart, Fang Ze found himself somewhat speechless for a moment.
To accept or not to accept? That was the question.
While Fang Ze hesitated, Xin Yi, who had been kneeling all this time without a response from Fang Ze, also looked up at him through the gap in her bandages with her left eye, then asked in a hoarse voice, "Sir, it seems like you're having second thoughts?"
Hearing Xin Yi's words, Fang Ze came back to his senses. He looked at Xin Yi, his mind racing as he thought about how to resolve this awkward situation.
