The Emperor of Zi Yue’s complexion sunk. Why was that fool barging in? Actually, he knew Wu Chen couldn’t be counted as a fool, but his mentality had stagnated since he was six, so wouldn’t he be considered stupid when compared to a grown up?
“Let him in,” said the Emperor of Zi Yue, heavily.
Right after, a figure was seen flying in. When he saw a perfectly unharmed Mu Ru Yue, he inwardly heaved a sigh of relief before expressing a resplendent smile on his face.
“My wife, I’ll protect you.”