It was a good thing that the group of women was so busy pestering He Xing and did not witness such an embarrassing scene. The only person who saw this was He Xing, who had been keeping an eye on Du Yue. He Xing looked at Du Yue dotingly, his eyes full of smiles. The next second, he stopped smiling and raised the gun in his hand to point at the woman in front of him. "If you don't want to die, get out of my way. One more word and I'll fulfill your wish and send you to reunite with your king."
"Young man..." The woman in the blue floral dress was so scared that her face turned pale, but she still did not want to give up. "If you don't take us with you, we weak women will be left to die. Please take pity on us... Even if you don't want us to be your concubines, we're willing to be your maids! You're so capable, so you must have all the resources you need. We don't ask for much. We're good as long as you give us some food. Is that okay?"
