The crimson liquid stained the pale lips, giving them a slightly enchanting aura.
Ning Feiyan’s long eyes reflected the misty haze, calm and composed, seemingly not worried about her fate in the remaining four days.
After calming down, Baili An was also well aware that in this Netherworld Palace, life and death were not up to him.
If it weren’t for the Female Demon Lord’s inexplicable affection for him, simply by his repeated offenses against her bottom line, he would have been executed under the sun long ago.
No one could change what the Female Demon Lord decided upon.
Just like Ning Feiyan knows, as the supreme ruler of a realm, the Female Demon Lord controls the life and death of all things, even the six rivers are no exception.
Even when being humiliated and bled for medicine, she was powerless and helpless. ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ n0velfire.net
All the anger at this moment was merely an expression of inability and incapability.
In line with Ning Feiyan’s temperament, even when in a predicament of being butchered at will, she will never lose composure in despair.
On the contrary, it was him who lost his mind due to concern.
Seeing Baili An finally quiet down, soaking silently in the medicinal bath, the Female Demon Lord was somewhat surprised to glance at him, yet was quite satisfied with his obedient behavior.
Not wanting to make things difficult further, she herself found a couch to lie down on, picking a green tangerine from the fruit plate, peeling it carefully to pass the time.
There wasn’t anything involving Su Jing or Yin Baishuang.
Baili An had no intention of letting anyone appreciate his bathing, especially with a charming witch soaking alongside in the tub.
He raised his head, slightly embarrassed: "You two ladies might as well go down to rest first."
Yin Baishuang’s gaze unabashedly swept over the water, she laughed contemptuously: "What’s there to see about you ."
The Female Demon Lord said: "I invited them here, since you don’t want to speak about the earth veins, I have no choice but to inquire from others."
She meticulously peeled the white strands from the tangerine slices, her expression uninterested: "Too bad their mouths are too tight to pry anything out."
Baili An’s gaze shifted slightly.
It seems she was greatly concerned about what actually happened within the earth veins, certain that Yin Baishuang and Su Jing were intentionally concealing the truth.
However, the one who acted to solve the Netherworld Dragon was Jiang Chen, who indeed possessed divine skills capable of capturing the essence of heaven and earth, resolving the Netherworld Dragon in a spectacular and grand manner, yet he was unwilling to let others know of his existence.
In the eyes of others, the entire process was merely the sudden disappearance and reappearance of the colossal body of the Netherworld Dragon, leaving only a skeletal frame.
It’s not that she couldn’t pry anything out, it’s that they legitimately knew nothing.
The Female Demon Lord suddenly laughed, wiping her fingertips with a cloth:
"I originally planned to resolve the Netherworld Dragon personally, yet someone unexpectedly seized the Dragon Soul before me; resourcefulness comes in all forms to transcend tribulations.
Now across the realm, no Demon Minister fails to respect and admire you, even Zangxin, that old fox, is wary of you, but I still feel, the Netherworld Dragon did not die at your hands."
She looked at Baili An with a half-smile, saying: "If you truly had such skills, why would you still be trapped in the Demon World now?"
Yin Baishuang curled her lips and sneered: "You said so much, but you’re just uneasy."
"Uneasy?" The Female Demon Lord chuckled: "You’re saying I’m uneasy?"
Yin Baishuang said: "You’re so eager to find out who took care of the Netherworld Dragon menace in your territory, isn’t it because you perceive an immense threat from that person?
I may not know why the mighty Demon Lord would suddenly fancy such a corpse demon, one too cold even to warm the cushions.
But seeing your determined manner, it’s obvious the obsession hidden within your heart is considerable.
Yet this little corpse demon is not a compliant character, always thinking of running away, even though you suppress him so overwhelmingly that he can’t go anywhere.
Now that you know there is someone in this Demon World hiding who is either equal to you or perhaps superior, you feel threatened, worried someone might snatch him away from you."
Yin Baishuang flicked her crimson sleeves, displaying a mocking, sharp laughter, indescribably imposing in beauty:
"The Demon Lord doesn’t seem to be heartless or unreasonable; how does it feel to hold onto someone with such force, yet the heart is not with you? Miss Jing, wouldn’t you agree?"
Several rounds of lengthy rhetoric were evidently directed at the Female Demon Lord.
But for some reason, before the Female Demon Lord’s expression could change, Su Jing’s face paled instead.
The Female Demon Lord squinted her long eyes, but didn’t seem to be angry, instead she coldly laughed: "Having climbed to this esteemed position, I’ve long known that finding a mutually satisfactory solution is difficult in this world.
Since it is what I desire, either the person or the heart, one must be chosen. You say forcing something lacks flavor? But I insist on experiencing the taste of forcing one’s hand."
"Fine." Yin Baishuang rolled her eyes, threw Baili An a glance implying self-preservation: "From her tone, even if you win the bet, she doesn’t plan on letting you go easily."
Baili An lowered his head, gazing at the slowly circulating crimson in the medicinal bath, saying: "I trust Her Majesty will keep her word."
As soon as he spoke, Ning Feiyan burst into laughter.
"Her Majesty will indeed keep her promise not to persist in making you her Royal Consort, but you probably don’t know yet, during your three days of unconsciousness, Her Majesty drafted a proposal with the intent to honor you as Fengjun, which means consort; this time, Her Majesty is indeed quite serious."