Perhaps a radiant smile would break across my own face, how great an honor would that be? How grand a reward?
Just thinking about it, the Mountain Sea Demon Lord felt a warm glow in his heart, feeling himself drawing ever closer to Madam.
And the Artifact Soul, originally kneeling on the ground, pale-faced, and still in a befuddled state, upon hearing these words, suddenly lifted his head in shock, his face filled with incredulity, staring dumbly at the Demon Lord with his hands clasped behind his back.
He also looked towards the blood-colored bead floating towards the White Jade Flying Craft, becoming even more bewildered.
Wrong, all wrong!
It seemed that the Mountain Sea Demon Lord truly had unique preferences, indeed a Green-haired Turtle.
With the Demon Empress's aura withering, terribly weak, seeing that she could play no more with that mortal, the Demon Lord took the initiative to lend a hand.
How was that any different from pushing from behind?
