"Luo Xiu, I will repay today's humiliation a hundredfold in the future!"
Mu Yueqing bit down hard, swearing an oath in her heart. She struggled to turn over and sit up, her hands trembling as she reached for the embarrassing clothes scattered on the ground.
Even the Southern Heavenly Emperor had never demanded she dress like this!
She clutched the garments tightly and abruptly stood up.
"I'll go put them on! Just make the Immortal Spirit Vine stop!"
At that moment, Mu Yueqing felt as if a knife were twisting in her stomach. The pain was unbearable.
Perhaps there were people in this world who didn't fear death, but no one was immune to pain.
