Feng Guang stared at Ao Ye for a while, "So this is what Yama looks like..."
She originally thought that Yama was the kind of fierce and ruthless figure in human legends, someone who would terrify any ghost who saw him. But she never expected that Yama was actually a handsome scholar.
She stroked her chin, squinted her eyes, and said, "Hmm...this ascetic aura is truly delicious..."
Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain in her hand. It turned out that the hand that had been holding her all the way was still there to prevent her from escaping.
Feng Guang glared at him, "You're hurting me!"
He tried to pull his hand out again, but couldn't.
“Your idea is dangerous,” Naihe said coldly.
His expression was so cold that she shrank back in fear. "Um... I was just making a casual remark. I didn't mean to be disrespectful to you, Lord Yama..."
However, his cold gaze remained unchanged, making her feel uneasy. Just then, Ao Ye, who had heard the noise, looked over.
Upon seeing the scenery, Ao Ye's gaze changed, and he quickly walked over, his expression inexplicably excited, his bright eyes seeming to sparkle.
The King of Hell, who never revealed his personal feelings, suddenly stared at a woman with such... affectionate eyes, leaving not only Feng Guang herself, but also the other onlookers dumbfounded.
Feng Guang couldn't stand the gaze, and she awkwardly shifted her feet slightly, moving behind Nai He.
However, he greeted him rather rudely, "King Yama."
Ao Ye saw Nai He holding Feng Guang's hand. His expression changed, and he pulled Feng Guang out from behind Nai He, saying in a very uncouth manner, "You can't touch her."
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It wasn't just the scenery that was captivating; this question mark was constantly on everyone's mind.
"Um... Lord Yama..."
Before Feng Guang could finish speaking, her other hand, which was still being held by Naihe, stung again. She looked at Naihe with great grievance, her eyes conveying that she was innocent too!
Wait, something's not right... Why is she feeling wronged? Is it just because this man is looking at her with suppressed anger in his eyes?
Ao Ye grabbed Feng Guang's other hand and said coldly to Nai He, "Let her go."
"The one who should be let go... is Yama, you should be letting go." Naihe was not afraid of Ao Ye's anger and put on his usual calm and composed expression.
Ao Ye's expression turned cold. "She's not someone you can mess with."
"Does that give you the right to touch Yama, the King of Hell?"
“She is mine…” Ao Ye met Feng Guang’s bewildered eyes, and his words took a different turn, “I am the master of the underworld, and I have the right to control all the ghosts in the underworld.”
"Is that so?" Naihe looked at the quiet Meng Po. "Meng Po, do you also think that Yama is right? Looking at Yama's current appearance, it would be an exaggeration to say that he saw his lover from his past life."
Meng Po was stunned for a moment, not understanding why Naihe would suddenly drag her, a mere spectator, into this. However, after hearing Naihe's words, an "I see" expression appeared in her eyes, and she nodded in agreement. But soon, she remembered something, slammed her hand on the table, and shouted, "Ao Ye, you little brat, how dare you steal my daughter-in-law?!"
Ao Ye's face darkened. He was much younger than Meng Po, so it wasn't wrong for her to call him a little brat. But even though it wasn't wrong, he still felt a tightness in his chest. "Meng Po, what nonsense are you talking about!"
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