Sea Emperor Palace.
In a dimly lit secret chamber.
Yu Zhen'er was curled up in a corner, her eyes vacant and pitiful.
Scattered around the chamber were torn clothes.
Her eyes were filled with despair, staring blankly at the Sea Emperor of the West Sea as he dressed.
The Sea Emperor of the West Sea cast a cold glance at her, still unsatisfied: "As expected of a millennia-old clam spirit, the taste is indeed not bad. It's a pity, though, that the first blood was taken by that idiot Jade Dragon King, it took quite a lot of fun away from me!"
"..."
Yu Zhen'er was like a puppet, lifeless.
Her hollow gaze had lost its previous liveliness.
But upon hearing the four words 'Jade Dragon King', her body instinctively twitched.
This made the Sea Emperor of the West Sea's expression even more unpleasant, he snorted coldly and said: "Seems like the Jade Dragon King weighs heavily in your heart! Since you miss him so much, I'll fulfill your wish…"
