Her nobility and aura of sovereignty couldn't be hidden under that facade of torn clothes; he felt like she was a sleeping queen, and that everyone had to bow down to her.
He shook his head lightly, 'maybe I overthought too much into it, what would a queen be doing in this forsaken village?' he continued eating his sweet potatoes.
In Pentagon City, Ma Yu Xi'an was locked inside her bedroom drinking, she was already drunk and couldn't think straight. Several images crossed her mind and sad memories rose.
"Hehehe... B*tch, I wonder if you are still alive or dead; it's been ten years! Ten good years... hehe."
" I can't let you be alive, anyone who comes in between whatever I desire to possess will die.. hahaha..."
" But why am I seeing your face? Did you come back to haunt me? Hehe... have you turned into a ghost already?" She behaved maniacally, her hand stretched out to touch a non-existent shadow.