Jun Xiaoyao came here to have Lang Huan take him to the Ten Kings' Grand Banquet and to learn a bit about the Burial Realm.
He never intended to engage in any inappropriate activity with Lang Huan.
Lang Huan is indeed beautiful, but in Jun Xiaoyao's eyes, she's just that, quite decent.
Jun Xiaoyao's tastes are even more discerning than Lang Huan's, unlike these Burial Soil lapdogs.
Hearing this, even if Lang Huan favored Jun Xiaoyao, she couldn't help but show a trace of coldness on her face.
She is the esteemed Ninth Princess of the Demon Country.
Even if Jun Xiaoyao is the Divine Son of the Desolate Ancient Royal Family, he can't just speak of taking her as a maid, can he?
"Young Master Jun, you've gone a bit too far. This princess has already offered herself to you, and yet you remain so oblivious," Lang Huan said.
"So what if I'm oblivious?" Jun Xiaoyao replied calmly.
"Then this princess has no choice but to take you by force!" Lang Huan said, making another move.
