A corrupted soul!

"Haa..." Zhao Tian let out a soft exhale, relishing in the warmth and softness behind his head as he lay on the couch, his head sinking on Ning Xue's lap.

"So, the Lycan Syndicate of the western nations is no more, heh." Ning Xue mused under her breath after hearing this story from Zhao Tian.

"Yeah, now there are no dangers for Zhenzhu."

Ning Xue's eyes softened as she leaned down, kissing his lips "You have already started doing things for Zhenzhu, as expected of the Emperor."

Zhao Tian chuckled faintly and asked "By the way, how many days remain until the anniversary of the foundation of Zhenzhu?"

With a nod, Ning Xue spoke "En, there are still 7 more days. And on that day, I will show the whole Zhenzhu that you are my Husband and officially declare you as the Emperor."

Zhao Tian smiled wryly upon hearing this, honestly, he doesn't mind if he is Emperor or not, but since Ning Xue is wishing, he is complying with it.