"Thank you, Brother Ye Chen." Ye Zimei was filled with gratitude, tears falling gently, finally not having to marry someone she didn't like.
Ye Chen lovingly stroked her forehead and said softly, "Zimei, I'm sorry for letting you suffer in the past, but from now on, you won't have to. You can bravely pursue your true happiness, and no one can bully you anymore, I promise."
Ye Zimei nodded gently, tears glistening at the corners of her eyes, a smile of genuine joy on her face. However, when she glanced at the several stunning women beside him, a faint sorrow flashed past, her small hands clenching tightly, her joints appearing pale.
Do you truly understand the genuine happiness I wish to pursue?
"Combat Saint King, please take the seat of honor."
The Ye Family Patriarch personally invited him, treating him as equals, also inviting the Taichu Female Saint, Daughter of God, Chen'er, and others to sit on the highest throne at the central position of the Heavenly Heart Palace.
