Rising from the Grassroots to Become King

"I am a dignified scholar from Fuxian Town, and you want me to be the bandit chieftain's husband at the Xianya Mountain Stronghold?"

Hearing the demand from Jiang Xinyue, the ruthless bandit leader of the Xianya Mountain Stronghold, Sun Yang stood firm with unyielding integrity and righteous spirit, and resolutely refused, ready to die rather than give in.

Jiang Xinyue reclined on the bed, wrapped in a sheer veil. With tender eyes, she gazed at the cowering Sun Yang and spoke seductively: "My dear, your wife has bathed and freshened up. Why haven't you come over yet?"

Sun Yang raised a hand to cover his eyes and, with utmost seriousness, saluted Jiang Xinyue. "Fairy, please behave with dignity and let me go."

Growing impatient, Jiang Xinyue said coldly, "If you don't come over and attend to me, I'll kill your whole family."

"Right away! I'll go bathe and freshen up, then attend to you for the night, Fairy."