"If the princess of the Rakshasa Woman Kingdom is pretty enough, it's not entirely out of the question to consider."
Huang Liwen pinched his chin with a serious expression.
Ye Qingzhou teased, "Oh, really? As far as I know, in India's mythological legends, the Rakshasa Race is known to eat people. Three hundred human heads per day, never tired of being a Rakshasa Ghost, yi yi, I wonder if a delicate Prince Consort like you would be a one-time use."
"Eat...eat people?"
Cold sweat immediately started to pour down Huang Liwen's forehead. The "eating people" of the Joyful Union Sect is just using him as a furnace to exploit, but the Rakshasa Kingdom actually consumes with sauce?
Too terrifying!
