"I am not convinced."
Xinyue's bold words rang through the halls of the golden palace without care.
Damien smiled in response. It wasn't as if this wasn't what he expected from her.
"What are you not convinced by? You've seen my strength, you've understood my status, is there still something that needs to be proved before I can inherit what's rightfully mine?" He asked.
Xinyue gritted her teeth. This method of speaking about the Ancient God Clan like it was an object…
"I cannot accept someone like you as the owner of our Ancient God Clan!" She yelled, defiantly staring into his eyes.
Damien flashed, appearing not even a few inches away from Xinyue, allowing their breaths to mingle.
"Then, what would it take for you to accept me?"
Xinyue pushed away from him and hardened her eyes.
From what she understood about Damien's personality, he wasn't this type of disrespecting and lecherous person. For him to be acting this way…
