The Gods' Firstborn Will Never Be Slaves

The stunning heiress to a financial empire crossed her long, slender legs and spoke in a breathy, seductive voice:

“How about becoming my slave? Just say yes, and I’ll be yours.”

Faced with this ultimate temptation from a wealthy heiress, Zhao Yan, innocent to the point of stupidity, suddenly stepped back and cried out in anguished accusation:

“Comrade! I cut off my queue just so I wouldn’t be a slave!”

“If I agree now, then I cut it off for nothing! I abandoned the sacred Kara for nothing!”

“If I did that, how could I face the teachings of High Archbishop Artanis or the sacrifice of Dark Templar Zeratul!”

“He said I was the sun at eight or nine in the morning, a rising star! The Firstborn of God will never be slaves!!!”