A lightning strike transmigrated Zu An into another world. In that world, he was known as the tr*sh of Brightmoon City, but for some reason, he was married to the gorgeous and highly talented daugh...
If we can't afford to mess with Moggard, then we can at least mess with you.
Moreover, the Crown Prince did indeed die at her hands, and no one could find fault with that.
Of course, this "Eddie Peng" could also use violence to forcibly rescue Princess Peacock, after all, he just defeated Mogad yesterday. The North Sea Dragon King can't afford to offend Mogad, so naturally he wouldn't dare to offend him either.
But not daring to provoke them doesn't mean they won't get angry. This matter ultimately needs an explanation, and they will only direct their anger at the demon race.
In addition, given the recent frequent disputes between the two sides, the rift between the sea race and the demon race is probably irreparable, so they will naturally not unite to fight against the demons.
She had to admit how ruthless Morgaard's scheme was, and how difficult it would be to thwart even if she knew about it.
"Don't worry, I have a way," Zuan said calmly.
The Mermaid Queen was stunned as she watched the figure walking ahead. How could it be so similar to the figure in her dream...
She quickly shook her head, dispelling the jumbled thoughts in her mind, and hurried after him.
Zaun had to admit that the Mermaid Queen's charm was immense; with her around, the entire Dragon Palace was practically unobstructed.
As they traveled, they were met with various expressions of amazement at the Queen and envy and jealousy towards him.
Zuan chuckled to himself, realizing that beautiful things could indeed resonate with one's soul.
They soon arrived at the Dragon Palace's council hall, and from afar they could hear a furious voice: "I don't care what kind of princess or noblewoman she is, she killed my son, and I will make her pay with her life!"
“She hates my son, so let her serve my precious son after she dies and arrange a ghost marriage for them.”
"No, let her be the bed warmer!"
Judging from the furious voice, the speaker was clearly the Dragon King of the North Sea.