Rong Yue, Lan Meishan, and Yan Wuhen had fully expected that convincing Ningyan to accept Jun Haoxuan would be a battle.
Considering his hostility toward dragon beasts, they had prepared for heated arguments, resistance, and perhaps even a bit of shameless bribery to persuade their husband to tolerate the Dragon beast's presence.
Instead, Ningyan had simply woken up and decided that Jun Haoxuan belonged there beside them.
"Are you sure you're not going to try to kill him, Yan'er?" Yan Wuhen asked bluntly, resting his chin on his palm.
"Yan Wuhen." Lan Meishan's voice carried a quiet warning.
"What?" Wuhen spread his hands innocently, his nine tails flicking behind him. "It's better to make sure now than let everything blow up in our faces later. He's a demon beast. We can't just pretend his nature doesn't exist."
