“The people below don’t know the rules, you don’t need to get angry with them,” a deep, magnetic voice sounded from outside the door.
A cool breeze carried a dark figure into the room, which was warmed by the charcoal brazier.
The voice of "Demon Lord Jiu Yue" Mo Linxian echoed in the little bandit's mind: "I didn't expect him to recover and emerge from seclusion so quickly!"
"Your Excellency!" Meng Qi immediately knelt on one knee to pay his respects to Demon Lord Jiu Yue.
"What did I tell you before I went into seclusion? You questioned and offended Princess Chonghe. Tell me, what punishment do you deserve?" Demon Lord Jiu Yue's voice was as deep as rolling thunder. Even without deliberately getting angry, it still made people tremble with fear.
“I have offended the Demon... Princess, and I should cut off my own arm... But Your Majesty, the Princess’s wedding is in a few days, and I will still need to handle the arrangements.” Meng Qi said, kneeling and turning to face Ji Fengyao, pleading, “I beg Your Majesty and the Princess to spare my hand for now. After I have finished handling the Princess’s wedding, I will cut off my arm to atone for my sins, is that alright?”
"Whether to punish or not is not up to me, but up to Princess Chonghe," Jiu Yue said, passing the buck to Ji Fengyao with obvious flattery.
Are you two putting on a grand show?
Ji Fengyao scoffed lightly, her bright phoenix eyes lifting slightly as she glanced sideways at Demon Lord Jiu Yue: "It seems you don't have enough manpower under you, Senior, so you have to rely on such an unreliable thing. In my opinion, my wedding can be handled by the palace maids, eunuchs, and the Ministry of Rites. Your Excellency's people haven't even figured out the rules of the cultivation world yet, so they may not know the rules and etiquette of the mortal world."
The implication is...
If you're going to lose your arm, then hurry up and do it. My marriage is none of your business!
Jiu Yue: "..."
Meng Qi: "..."
Both of them were a little dumbfounded; this little girl was not playing by the rules!
Meng Qi inwardly cried: Your Majesty, is this really a reversal?
My subordinates have only just gotten used to this magic shell, and if we switch to another one, it will take a long time to get used to it again!
Jiu Yue remained expressionless.
Who told you to offend the Demon Queen? I'll only sever one of your demonic shell arms, not your main body's arm. Sever it!
Meng Qi gritted his teeth, and with a look of utter despair, drew his sword with his right hand and gestured towards his left arm, about to strike.
The young female bandit suddenly shouted in time, "Wait!"
Meng Qi's eyes immediately lit up with boundless joy: She really is a young girl, she's already softened!
"Go cut it outside Songmei Garden, stay far away, or your blood will splatter and dirty my place." The soft-hearted girl's voice was sweet and gentle, but it chilled Meng Qi to the bone.
He was being too naive. How could the Demon Queen that His Majesty sought out be a kind soul?
Meng Qi looked at Demon Lord Jiu Yue with extreme misery.
The other person was wearing a ghost mask, so you couldn't see any of his expressions; you could only see his unusually indifferent and aloof eyes.
He knew there was no turning back, so he could only grip the knife, get up, and walk outside.
Soon, a chilling scream echoed from afar.
Immediately afterwards, Meng Qi's pained voice came from the outer courtyard of Songmei Garden, reporting: "Your Majesty, Princess Chonghe, I have already confessed my sins."
"Yes, you may leave," Demon Lord Jiu Yue's voice was as deep and steady as when he arrived, without any fluctuation.
Ji Fengyao raised her eyebrows almost imperceptibly:
These monsters are indeed ruthless; they can sever an arm in an instant!
But the one in front of us is even more ruthless.
Two-thirds of his Nascent Soul could self-destruct without warning; what's even more ruthless is that he recovered in just eight or nine days after the self-destruction!
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