Hearing Hei Xinjiu’s voice, Xiao Yue’s tears fell even more fiercely.
She sobbed and said, “So you’re not dead yet! Didn’t I Say You Were Dead? !”
“Little Yue Yue, your words are still as unpleasant as before. Let Me Ask You, do you want to marry that Luo Feng or Qu Fang?
“If you want to marry Luo Feng, I’ll persuade senior brother Qu to give up completely.
“If you want to marry senior brother Qu, I’ll help you deal with that island Master Qi who broke up the couple and make him agree to your marriage.”
“You, can you really convince my master?”Xiao Yue asked with a trembling voice.
It wasn’t that she hadn’t fought back or begged before, but island master Qi only agreed on one thing. She could only marry a disciple of the flying flower island so that when she inherited the position of Island Master in the future, more people would support her.