It was time for dinner. King of Hell Chu finished preparing the food and carried a large tray down the secret passage with the saber hanging on the side of his waist.
"Hehe… Mo Qingwu may still be young but a kiss would still be great! Haha!" King of Hell Chu smiled cheekily.
Mo Qingwu was sitting in the secret chamber feeling extremely bored. It was truly cruel to lock up a little girl at this age in a tiny chamber without any space to run about freely.
Although the secret chamber was brightly lit, the light from the torches could never be the same as the brilliant rays of the sun. Moreover, this child loved adventure.
Due to his injuries, Mo Cheng Yu had to activate his martial energy every day to recuperate. King level masters were rarely wounded. However, once they were injured, it would be quite severe and would take a long time to recover.
