"Daring to covet my wife, how audacious!" Nie Jiuque gritted his teeth, a world-shattering murderous intent gathering in his ink-black eyes.
"Caw, caw..." The crow called twice more, as if inquiring about Nie Jiuque's orders.
"Go back and tell Zuo Yan that I will return tomorrow."
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Today, the entire Cat Demon Clan is immersed in joyful celebrations.
The typically elegant Cat Demon Clan is adorned all over with festive red today, and even the Spirit Tree has mischievous children tying red ribbons onto it.
At a glance, the sea of red lifts one's spirits along with the joyful atmosphere.
Wen Xiao'ai, dressed in a bright red wedding costume with a Phoenix Crown and Xiapei, sat blankly in front of the dressing mirror.
Though it's a day of great joy, not a hint of delight could be seen on her face, the overwhelming melancholy and sorrow inside starkly contrasting the vibrant celebration outside.
