Shen Liya's Funeral

"So. . . what happened to you today?"

Mo Han raised one eyebrow confusedly, sitting down next to her, "What do you mean what happened? Nothing happened."

An Luxia grinned, sitting up and leaning towards him, "When did the King of the Underworld suddenly get so weak and obedient?"

  Mo Han looked at her and did not say anything, taking off the suit jacket he had been wearing.

"Did you lose your attitude and your strength after everything that happened?" An Luxia continued to mock him, smiling happily as she did so, "Hm, I'm not sure which version of you I like more. The strong one or the weak -"

Suddenly, she was pushed back on the bed with Mo Han over her as he leaned down on the spacious VIP hospital bed, "Weak? Has it been too long since you last experienced my power that you are forgetting about it already?"

An Luxia felt a chill run down her spine as she gulped.