I was a royal princess and he was my slave.
Just because when I was young and ignorant, I used him - still a young phoenix at that time - to feed my injured spirit fox.
A hundred years later, he trampled my country to pieces, captured me as a slave, branded the word "slave" on my forehead, and gave me the name "Bitch".
He tortured me day by day, trampled me into the dust and mud, and laughed as I fell from the clouds.
Until he was captured by the enemy and suffered all kinds of humiliation, I never left him.
But when he fell in love with me, he couldn't bear the fact that I had witnessed all his misfortunes.
"You have seen me in my most filthy state," he pinched my chin, his eyes filled with madness and pain, "How can I love you?"
Love and hate, between us, weave a web of abuse with nowhere to escape.
And the starting point of all this is just that greedy fox and a... Vindictive chicken.
