Shao Mi looked at me with suspicious eyes.
She could tell there was more to my words, but it didn't matter to me.
As long as Zayen believed me, all was well.
"So, it's finished?" Shao Mi asked, her voice more neutral than before. It seemed like she didn't like the idea of me having a wife already.
I met her gaze, unflinching. "Yes, it's finished."
She crossed her arms, her expression unreadable. "And you're sure the clan leader is dead?"
"Yeah," I replied. "Trusts me."
Her eyes narrowed, but she said nothing. I knew that she was a bit suspicious .
But who could blame me?
Even kings have dozens of wives.
A god like me should be allowed to marry thousands, if not more. There was no way I would be satisfied with just a few hundreds.
Silence hung between us for a moment. I could feel the weight of her judgment, but I stood by my decision.
This was my destiny, and no one, not even her could change that.
