Hearing the two options presented by Xia Chan, Luo Xiu gradually fell silent.
No matter which he chose, he would be trapped here for life, suffering endless exploitation by the Holy Boi Religion. However, given the choice, anyone would choose the first option without a moment's hesitation. While both meant being imprisoned, the first option allowed for a life of enjoyment, whereas the second was simply slavery.
It wasn't a choice at all.
Luo Xiu suddenly asked, "What do you mean by 'be together'?"
Xia Chan looked at him with a faint, unreadable smile. "It means exactly what it sounds like. Be my man."
Luo Xiu fell silent once more.
Seeing his contemplative expression, Xia Chan grew slightly displeased. "What? Is having me, a Holy Boi Religion Envoy, as your woman an insult to you?"
"Status and position aside, in terms of looks and figure alone, I don't consider myself any worse than Su Shenyun, Lin Xiyue, or Sun Li.
"Besides... haven't we already been together several times?"
