Zuan felt a little excited when he thought of the noble and dignified Mi Li calling him "master" repeatedly.

Mi Li has always been high and mighty; who would dare to make such a bold request?

Anger from Mi Li: +888!

Seeing the anger points received in the background, Zuan's heart skipped a beat, because he suddenly remembered something: he hadn't yet fulfilled the promise he made during the lottery.

I was destined to lose all three of the lottery draws.

It wasn't that he forgot about it, but rather that he hadn't found an opportunity to participate in the lottery. You see, after emerging from the seal, he was fighting Mi Li to the death—though, in reality, he was the one being beaten.

Either they're busy purifying 200,000 undead and haven't had a moment to spare, so they simply can't spare a hand for the lottery.

So now, every time he receives anger points, he feels like he's losing money.

"Say it again?" Mi Li glared at him through gritted teeth.

“Shouldn’t you call me master from now on?” Zuan added immediately after saying that, “You told me to say that, and I’ve been following your instructions completely.”

Mi Li: "..."

Back in the day, anyone who dared to speak to her like that would have been dragged out and torn apart by chariots on her orders.

Seeing the Tai'a sword emit a soft hum and then point its tip at him, Zuan was startled and hurriedly said, "Our fates are now intertwined, you can't kill me."

"I can't kill you, but cutting off your tongue or ears to vent my anger would be good too." Mi Li's phoenix eyes were filled with frost.

"That won't do either. If I get hurt, I'll... I'll commit suicide right now!" Zuan snorted. "We might as well die together."

Mi Li: "..."

At that moment, she felt a little tired. This guy was impervious to reason, despicable, shameless, and unruly, leaving her with no way to deal with him.

Zuan seized the opportunity to say, "Also, you can't kill them. If I can't even protect my own women, what's the point of me living?"

"Your woman?" Mi Li sneered repeatedly. "That one surnamed Chu is one thing, but this girl with the little braid is also your woman?"

"She's not yet, but she will be sooner or later. She's already been betrothed to me," Zuan muttered to himself. "Maybe you'll be the same in the future."

"What did you say?" Mi Li's phoenix eyes flashed with power, and the Tai'a sword instantly flew up again.

"I mean, Empress, you shouldn't get angry so often. Getting angry all the time is bad for your skin," Zu'an explained with a grin as he gently moved the sword tip away with his fingers.

"Do I need you to teach me how to do things?" Mi Li's voice was full of dissatisfaction.

"Isn't this because I care about you?" Zu An said with a smile. "Things are different now than they were back then. Back then, you had a lot of maids and palace maids around you, so you didn't have to worry about these things. Now that you're all alone, you naturally need to pay more attention."

"Hmph, I am naturally beautiful, why would I need such nonsense?" Mi Li quickly changed the subject. "However, what you said makes sense. We are short of a few maids to serve us. I think these two girls are quite pretty. Why not extract their souls and have them serve as my maids so I can have some company?"

Zuan was startled, not expecting that after all the twists and turns, the goal was still to kill them. So he simply said bluntly, "No, absolutely not! If you kill them, I'll turn against you!"

This time, Mi Li was not angry. Instead, she looked at him quietly and sighed after a long while: "You are still too young. You have not seen the ugliness of human nature and have not experienced the betrayal of your closest relatives. You will definitely regret it in the future."

Zuan shook his head: "I'm not exactly a pushover, and I don't trust people easily. But I've gotten to know them and understand their personalities. They would never betray me. If they really do, it must be because they have some unavoidable difficulties."

Chu Chuyan goes without saying. Even Qiao Xueying, who had always been her enemy, had come to know her as a girl with a sharp tongue but a soft heart after fighting side by side with her. Moreover, she had sacrificed half of her life to save him. How could anyone not trust such a person?

Mi Li snorted: "You, sometimes you're as shrewd as an old fox, and sometimes you're as stupid as a fool. Fine, for your sake, I won't kill them, but this memory must be sealed away."

“Sealing memories?” Zuan was taken aback.

“That’s right, the secret you have is too dangerous. Even if they won’t betray you, they have close friends and family, and they might accidentally let it slip. Once it gets out, you’ll be dead for sure with your current cultivation level. Besides, I don’t want anyone else to know about my existence.” Mi Li quickly added, “There are no conditions for this. Otherwise, we’ll just kill them. The choice is yours.”

"Amnesia, such a cliché plot, is used?" Zu An shook his head like a rattle drum. In his previous life, he hated the amnesia trope the most in TV dramas. They always had to create a lot of trouble.

“I know what you’re thinking,” Mi Li said with a mocking smile. “Don’t worry, they will remember everything they’re meant to remember. I’m just sealing away some secrets that are related to you and me.”

Having his thoughts exposed, Zu An chuckled awkwardly. However, he was already quite satisfied with this outcome. He couldn't always consider Chu and Qiao; he also had to think about Mi Li, since this was already a huge concession for her.

"By the way, how did you seal their memories? Won't it harm their bodies?" Zuan asked again, still worried.

"This move is called 'Forgetful River,' it's not a spell that harms the soul, so it won't affect the body." Mi Li's phantom raised her hands, brought them together in front of her chest, and quickly formed several complex hand seals.

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