“Baili Yue, this is what you owe me.”
When she strode into the court clad in armor and drenched in blood, her sword pointed at the king on the throne, the realm was already in her grasp.
“Fine. I’ll repay you.”
The man was so handsome he seemed almost otherworldly. He rose, removed his purple dragon robe, and walked toward her. The ice that had remained frozen for a thousand years thawed into a warm smile at that moment. In white robes stained with blood, he slowly fell before her.
But how could killing you ever repay the debt you owe me?
