"Oh?" Baili Yao Yue leaned forward, staring intently at Fan Wubing, "What kind of drama is this now?"
Fan Wubing laughed and said,
"If it's just about marrying you... Yao Yue, this wouldn't be a demand of mine; it's a blessing for me!"
"A blessing!" Baili Yao Yue's eyes widened.
Fan Wubing knelt down on one knee, speaking devoutly,
"Thank you, Holy Daughter, for not holding grudges and agreeing to marry me."
"Eh, did something go wrong somewhere?" Baili Yao Yue poked her chin, "I remember you weren't like this before. When we were on the Eternal Immortal Continent, I pleaded with you a thousand times, ten thousand times, but you refused to ascend with me. Are you really that Great Demon?"
"What else?" Fan Wubing smiled slightly.
Baili Yao Yue asked cautiously, "So, you're willing to marry me?"
"It's not that I'm willing to marry you, but begging you to marry me."
