"What are you doing?"
The Life Empress's expression changed, her figure shifted, dodging Zhou Yan's very invasive hand with incredible speed.
However, Zhou Yan's hand did not actually reach out; it stopped halfway and was pulled back.
The Life Empress glared fiercely at Zhou Yan, her eyes holding a unique charm.
Her chest heaved, her face showing some displeasure, her gaze carrying a hint of reproach as she stared at Zhou Yan.
"Flame Throne, Virgin Soul. The Virgin is gone, yet do you still want to leave me? Or do you care only about the Emperor and not me?"
Zhou Yan sighed softly, his voice tinged with a hint of desolation. He looked at the Life Empress with eyes calm and gentle, speaking in a very relaxed tone.
In fact, his emotions had been consistently calm all along; it was just that even the Life Empress hadn't sensed it before.
