"Now, how should I deal with you? A man who dares to steal a woman from me." Si Mo's cold voice slowly sounded, like a death-dealing ghost from Hell, or a Heavenly God angered from the Nine Heavens.
This kind of Si Mo made Mu Qingge freeze in place.
She had never seen him like this. At this moment, Si Mo really seemed like an ancient Demon God, filled with murderous aura.
Before, even though she knew Si Mo was of the Demon Clan, she didn't feel he had any particular special traits. But at this moment, she seemed to see a true Si Mo, another side of Si Mo.
"Princess!" Gu Ya came to Mu Qingge's side with some concern.
He too saw Si Mo wrapped in demonic aura, exuding a chilling and fierce aura, afraid Mu Qingge would not be able to accept the king's current state.
"Was he always like this before?" Mu Qingge suddenly asked.
"..." This question left Gu Ya unsure of how to respond.
He looked at Mu Qingge with unease, only to see her eyes were locked onto the back of Si Mo.
