"It's none of your business to intervene in my affairs." Nalan Jing let out a cold snort, turning to look at the Holy Master and said, "Master, aside from Yue'er, I absolutely won't marry any other woman!"
"You..." The Holy Master, seeing him so blatantly defy him for Mu Qianyue's sake, was infuriated, his face turning livid with anger, and his eyes blazing intimidatingly. He looked towards Mu Qianyue and Nalan Xueling beside him, a murderous intent flashing briefly across his face, clearly showing that at that moment, the Holy Master already had a mind to kill.
Nalan Jing's expression changed, and he immediately stepped in front of the two women.
"Am I less important in your heart than a woman? You actually disobey me time and again?" The Holy Master squinted his eyes slightly.
"In my heart, both Master and my wife are important, that's incomparable." Nalan Jing's demeanor was still cold and proud.
