"And to think that you could shake my resolve this way, I can only say, you've thought too much."
As Xue An's voice faded, the faces of the people around him began to blur.
Jin Xiurong, who sat in the main seat, was even engulfed by a layer of black air.
Then a voice tinged with a hint of panic came through.
"You... how can you control yourself?"
Xue An smiled slightly, "Is it that hard? Actually, from the moment I entered the An family, I had been able to control myself. However, I wanted to see what would happen next, so I didn't intervene till now."
As he spoke, Xue An looked toward An Yan, wearing a red dress, his eyes flickering with indulgence and nostalgia.
"Even in this Demon Dreamland, you are still that adorably silly girl!"
At that moment, the entire banquet hall began to crumble and dissipate, and an aggravated voice came from the void.
"I admit your mind is indeed strong and resilient, but in The Multiverse Realms, no soul is invulnerable!"
