"Sixth Brother? Is... is that you, Sixth Brother?!" Seventh Princess Wu Dingxiang's eyes slowly cleared, and she soon recognized the face before her.
It was none other than the Sixth Prince of the Celestial Race, Mueller.
A flood of indignation and shame washed over her.
"Waaaah..."
The Seventh Princess burst into tears, which streamed down her face. She had almost died! Died at the hands of a despicable human—and that human had groped her all over.
In that moment, she sobbed inconsolably.
But she quickly realized something was off.
"Sixth Brother, was it... was it you who saved me?!"
"Er... me? Saved you?" Sixth Prince Mueller was confused. 'Didn't you just dig your way into my palace?' he thought. But then, an idea struck him.
'Could it be that the Seventh Princess was in some kind of danger?'
'If that's the case...'
'...then this might be a good opportunity.'
