"As the spokesperson of the God of War, are you going to force someone against their will?" Lord Beibei's face turned the color of a ceremonial robe, as he was a Scepter Shaman wearing a black robe.
Next, will force be used to issue threats? The Pope's lips curled into a cold smile.
"I want to make it clear that I am absolutely not being unreasonable, nor am I using my position to press anyone! The reason Cui Beixi cannot marry you, Lord Beibei, is because I've already made a lifetime commitment with her!" Richard slowly and methodically lit a large cigar, blowing out a cool mist of Snow Lotus.
This statement was like the assault of the eternal chill from Mount Tamerlarya, instantly freezing all the nobles in the stands.
