Fujiwara Reya swung his hands, tightly restraining the queen.
Lord Yuzao's chest heaved violently.
She was greatly shocked in her heart, a sense of helplessness and despair instantly overwhelmed her.
"What do you want..."
Fujiwara Reya wasn't too excessive, just held her and asked: "How is Kuri?"
"Hmph!"
Lord Yuzao ignored him.
She was exquisitely beautiful, her cold and proud face still covered in frost.
"Lord Yuzao, I advise you not to be so stubborn," Fujiwara Reya said patiently.
Lord Yuzao bit her lip, still not making a sound.
Her mind was tense, searching for a chance to escape... Dangerous situations weren't unfamiliar to her; she had survived a thousand years of imprisonment, she was confident she could overcome this too.
Fujiwara Reya leaned down, laughing into her ear: "Lord Yuzao, have you, as the most powerful and beautiful fox demon in the world, ever thought about today's encounter?"
"..."
Lord Yuzao pursed her lips, looking extremely troubled.
