Arthis chuckled coldly, “Sure, your harem can include the girls with nice smiles, ice queens, and intelligent girls, but… why haven’t you considered asking me along either? Instead, one single look at a female ghost that is barely eye catching, and you immediately harbour thoughts of letting her into your harem. On the other hand, you’ve had such a national beauty queen living by your side for the past few months, yet you’ve completely turned a blind eye to my existence just like that?!” 

Qin Ye was completely speechless. Finally, he tossed his hands into the air and conceded, “Alright… then esteemed national beauty queen, revered Arakshasa, are you willing to be a part of the new King Yanluo’s harem? In exchange, you’ll be bestowed a nanny and a plot land of five square kilometers as part of the betrothal gift…”

“Get lost.” Arthis barked back before he could even finish speaking. The paper crane even pointed one of her tiny wings straight towards the door.

That’s right.

That’s the feeling. 

The script is now back on track.

Qin Ye’s expressions contorted slightly, “Wait… if you’ve been reluctant all this while, then why did you have to ask such things of me in the first place?!”

The paper crane languidly preened her wings with her beak, “You don’t understand, this has to do with a woman’s pride.”

Ahh… women…

“Excuse me.” Just then, a charming...