"This is a matter between my wife and me, there's no need for outsiders to intervene," after a brief hesitation, Ximing decisively rejected Yue Jinghua's suggestion.
In his view, Yue Jinghua's words were not only foolish but also entirely unfeasible, entrusting their lives to such an unreliable new mercenary and small squad was absolutely impossible.
"Even now, are you still worried about leaking the secrets of the Divine Court? Ziyu, just divorce him. His loyalty to the Divine Court has seeped into his bones. Be careful that one day, this man lying beside you might suddenly make a hole in your throat. The Divine Court may appear righteous on the surface, but who knows what dirty deeds they engage in behind the scenes," Yue Jinghua spread her hands in an extremely relaxed gesture, her starry eyes slightly narrowed, resembling an elegant leopard.
