Seeing Chen Lele remained silent, San raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why? Don't you want to?"

Chen Lele looked up at San, her eyes full of pity.

But this trick had no effect on San.

San pulled out a giant lion demon corpse from his Qiankun bag, threw it on the ground, and said, "This is your husband's body. I redeemed it for you. The ransom is two hundred thousand! However, the body is not intact, because the demon core inside has been bought in advance! If you want to know who bought the demon core, I can also help you find out."

Chen Lele's eyes instantly turned red. She looked at San and said with tears of gratitude, "Thank you, thank you!" Then she threw herself on the corpse and began to cry.

She was really sad because from now on there was no one to protect her.

"Do you need me to help you bury your husband? Buying a cemetery requires money. Besides, the monster cemeteries are in Wan Yao City and Qijiabao. Do you need me to take you there?" San asked enthusiastically.

Chen Lele looked at San Dao sadly and said, "Thank you. I don't think he would want to be buried in the cemetery. I will take him back to Changpu Mountain, where his cave is!"

"How many days will it take?" San suddenly asked.

"Ah?" Chen Lele was stunned for a moment. Every failure makes one wiser. Now that she has regained her freedom, she will naturally not return to Yimengyuan. What does it mean that it will take a few days?

"Um... I think..." Facing the owner of the Dream House who had just saved him, Chen Lele felt embarrassed to refuse.

San smiled at Chen Lele and said, "I originally thought that being my Golden Lotus would be easier for you than following that old pervert, Boss Zhang. Since you don't want to be my Golden Lotus, I will naturally return you to Boss Zhang in exchange for the 200,000 yuan!"

After a pause, San continued, "According to the rules of the Forgotten Dreams Court, once you've entered, you're already a member of the Forgotten Dreams Court. Your future is entirely up to the Forgotten Dreams Court. Whether you're given away or killed, no one will say anything. However, I think it's a bit inhumane to just give you to a reckless man like Boss Zhang, so..." He pointed at the lion demon's corpse on the ground and said, "This 200,000 yuan ransom money can be considered the price of your body! This way, everyone will be fine. You won't lose out, I won't lose out, and Boss Zhang won't get any advantage, right?"

Chen Lele's expression was blank for a moment, and then she asked timidly, "What do you mean?"

San showed his gentle smile again and said, "Look, I paid for these two hundred thousand. I have already said that I will not do business at a loss. You look like you can't come up with this money, so I naturally have to ask Boss Zhang for it. Besides, it's all your own money anyway, so you can ask for more, such as to bury your husband properly..."

"No... I don't want it!" Chen Lele seemed to have received some great stimulation. She interrupted San excitedly before he finished speaking. At the same time, she quickly retreated several steps as if avoiding the plague, as if the corpse of the lion demon in front of her was not her husband, but some kind of ferocious beast that frightened her and made her stay away.

After stabilizing herself, she took a deep breath and said coldly, "I'm not his wife. I don't know him. You can do whatever you want with his body. It has nothing to do with me. I will definitely not sell myself to Boss Zhang for this!"