Song Ke remained unmoved, but the hands at his sides clenched into tight fists.
"…Lord City Lord."
After a long wait, he finally looked up at An Jin, his face etched with exhaustion. His once handsome and profound features seemed to have aged ten years in an instant.
"You want to plead for her?"
An Jin spoke indifferently. She would never agree, and neither would the Beastmen of the city.
But Song Ke lowered his head and shook it, the corners of his mouth forcing a smile tinged with helplessness and bitterness. "Please, City Lord, before you expel her, allow me to do one last thing: dissolve our mate contract."
The Beastmen were in an uproar.
"What?! You want to dissolve our mate contract?" Lin Xixue was stunned. She lay dumbfounded on the ground, lifting her beautiful, tear-filled eyes to stare blankly at Song Ke.
'She… she must be dreaming!'
