I'll become the Emperor of the Divine Ruins?0

Ye Guan chuckled. "Lady Fan, you're really painting a big picture here."0

As he spoke, he glanced at the throne beneath him and smiled. "This throne of yours from the Divine Ruins Empire is quite comfortable to sit on."0

Fan Zhaodi smiled faintly, "You can keep sitting on it."0

Ye Guan's smile gradually faded as he stared at her. "Lady Fan, are you insulting my intelligence, or are you insulting yours? Become the Emperor of your Divine Ruins? Why don't you just call me your father instead?"0

Fan Zhaodi's eyes narrowed, and an invisible pressure engulfed Ye Guan. Almost simultaneously, Ye Guan's sword shot out of its sheath.0

Order Sword!0

However, the sword came to an abrupt halt just half an inch away from Fan Zhaodi's forehead. Fan Zhaodi had caught it between her two fingers.0

Raising her left hand lightly, Fan...0