“Very well.” Xia Qingyue nodded indifferently.

Xia Qingyue was the one avenging herself, and she was also the victor, yet she showed no expression of joy or excitement.

Qianye Ying’er was facing the extremely cruel slave imprint, something that would enslave her for a thousand years and wipe out her entire lifetime’s worth of dignity. Yet she was strangely calm and did not feel any sadness or anger.

The Eternal Heaven God Emperor, who had been silent throughout, ...