Chu Zhiyuan smiled.
Qu Ying said, "Your Highness, if I don't kill a few more demons, I really can't sleep well or enjoy my meals."
After experiencing the evil of the Evil Sect's demons firsthand, she understood why Chu Zhiyuan loathed them so deeply and slaughtered them so mercilessly.
Earlier, when she heard the news on the mountain, she was unconcerned.
She thought his actions were not problematic, but doing it so ostentatiously was likely more for fame.
Now, she had changed her perspective.
Chu Zhiyuan glanced at her.
Qu Ying quickly said, "Your Highness, when I was ordered to deliver the sword, I didn't delay a moment on the way."
Chu Zhiyuan couldn't help but laugh.
Qu Ying laughed along, her face blossoming like a flower.
Chu Zhiyuan thought that having such a beauty by his side was indeed delightful and put him in a better mood.
Every time he saw the Evil Sect's demons, even if he slew them, negative thoughts would arise within him.
