The Great Island Lord and Ye Xiuxiu were locked up together. The Great Island Lord was holding his daughter in a sorry state, stubble all over his face, a dark bluish shadow under his eyes.
Hearing footsteps, the Great Island Lord slowly raised his head to look over.
A figure gradually appeared in his pupils, and when he saw who it was, the Great Island Lord grew agitated. "You… what are you here for!"
"To check on you." Chuzheng stood outside. "The half‑month deadline is almost up."
The Great Island Lord's heart gave a jolt, his fingers trembling. "What do you mean?"
Chuzheng jerked her chin at Ye Xiuxiu in his arms. "How's Ye Xiuxiu doing?"
"You've already locked us up, what more do you want!"
Chuzheng said seriously, "If Ye Xiuxiu doesn't go, how is the Sea God supposed to vent his anger?"
"You're clearly the one who did that!" the Great Island Lord roared. "You already got the whole island, why won't you let Xiuxiu go?"
