With her body in the hands of an outsider, Sang Luo could no longer remain calm.
"This female body is my most prized treasure. All other collectibles pale in comparison to 'her.' She's clearly not dead, yet her soul is gone, and she carries the offspring of the Nine-tailed Fox Clan in her womb. How fascinating." Ye Wushuang's deep, magnetic voice sent a chill down the spine. "I had intended to cut open her belly and take the fetus, but I was blocked by another power. Its Divine Venerable Power is no less than my own. Does it come from the child's father?"
He turned his head, looking thoughtfully at Sang Luo. He seemed to enjoy the sight of her pale, sweating face, and the smile at the corner of his lips widened. "Why so nervous, Your Highness? Could it be... your child?"
"You lunatic!" she snarled through gritted teeth.
