Chen Feng saw that King Yue was becoming more intimate, and her words grew increasingly explicit. With a sigh in his heart, he firmly pushed King Yue away, showing his resolution.
"King Yue, you are a ruler of your nation. I hope you can respect your own dignity. I, Chen Feng, am not necessarily a good person, I am fickle with love, but I do have my own boundaries which I won't cross. I'm sorry, but I simply cannot accept such a bargain."
Chen Feng had finally made up his mind and decided to reject King Yue decisively.
However, King Yue didn't seem the least bit disappointed. On the contrary, she seemed to be very happy.
"Good, very good."
King Yue clapped and laughed.
"What do you mean?"
Chen Feng frowned, staring at King Yue.
King Yue let out a sweet laugh, turned around to pick up a robe to wear, and then looked at Chen Feng, smiling and said, "I am laughing because I am happy, and I am happy because you did not disappoint me."
