In the early morning, when the first ray of sunlight pierced through the horizon from east to west, Ye Xunhuan had already awakened.
Glancing at Qiu Ruoxi, who was sound asleep beside him, and recalling the events of the previous night, Ye Xunhuan felt overwhelmed with gloom, and wished he could kill Qiu Ruoxi right then and there!
You should know, he was a marshal, a sovereign of the underworld. Yet, last night, he was nearly rendered useless by his own wife. If this got out, Ye Xunhuan felt he would become the biggest joke in the underworld, and the kind of joke that could never be surpassed.
Women, oh women, it's better to offend them less. Otherwise, one ultimately suffers himself, especially the woman who shares your bed; offend her, and you might get knifed while you sleep without ever knowing.
Ultimately, Ye Xunhuan resisted the urge to kill Qiu Ruoxi, since she was his wife and chosen by his mother. If he killed her, it would not only be unfaithful but also illegal!
