"Then I won't tell you where I am, either," Jiang Man replied.
Her words were too good to be true.
Besides, her meaning was clear. There would be no divorce, only widowhood for one of them.
"One day, husband, you will surely come to believe me. If that day never comes, I will still be the one to collect your corpse." After a pause, the Fairy continued, "And that Evil God you're raising—I'll make sure it's buried with you.
"However, it did offend me, so I will still take action against it in the future.
"You don't think I'm the vengeful type, do you, husband?"
As she spoke, the Fairy looked at Jiang Man, seemingly waiting for his reply.
For a moment, Jiang Man didn't know how to respond.
After all, she had been minding her own business, taking a bath, when she was forced into this marriage.
It was definitely the Old Yellow Ox's handiwork.
Given such an offense, it was understandable that she would want revenge.
