"Hey hey hey, he's willing to join our tribe with so much enthusiasm, why must you kill him?" Gu Mengmeng hooked arms with Elvis and pleaded with him with a terrified face, "Look how wonderful this world is. How can you be this hot-tempered, this is not good, not good."
Elvis squinted his eyes, his whole being emitting a dangerous aura. Rubbing the loose ends of Gu Mengmeng's hair gently with his finger, he spoke up as if he was deep in thought, "You're pleading for him? Your heart's aching..."
Gu Mengmeng said, "Hubby, it's rare to meet such a rare talent!"
Elvis said, "Then, where do you want his mark to be at?"
Gu Mengmeng was shocked for a moment before she slapped Elvis's shoulder and growled, "What the hell are you thinking of this time round? I'm talking about strengthening our tribe, not the chambers of imperial concubines."