"He will come for me, he definitely will!"
Ye Youde naturally heard Ye Qingcheng's whisper and, flicking his sleeves in anger, retorted, "Ye Qingcheng, you shameless whore, thinking of that wretched boy again? Do you really think he'd come to save you? I advise you to abandon that hope! It's impossible!"
Ye Qingcheng lifted her head, her eyes resolute as she looked at Ye Youde, remaining silent.
Suddenly, Ye Youde inexplicably burst into laughter, his aged face twisting grotesquely, devilish!
"In the secular world, it might be that boy's territory, but here in the Hidden Gate, it's my domain. Do you believe he wouldn't even step through the door before meeting his end without a grave? The Hidden Gate belongs to those with power, and I am that person with power. Young Master Lei has even greater authority over life and death; marrying him is a fortune you'll only encounter once in your lifetime!"