Westheid seethed with frustration, glaring at the group that had come to stop him.
He wasn't surprised to see Reiya, Mivana, and Wan Qi. Knowing his lovers as he did, he was certain they would come. It was obvious.
Duke Qinghui had long been mentally prepared for this, but someone he hadn't expected had also appeared.
"Yolanda, you too?"
Westheid glared at the platinum-blonde girl, his little sister.
"I'm doing what's best for our family! What do you think you're doing? Do you have any loyalty to the Qinghui Clan at all?!"
Yolanda had already steeled herself before coming and refused to be swayed by Westheid's words. Instead, she retorted righteously,
"I've told you before, Brother. I am loyal to the Qinghui Clan, but I am even more loyal to you. If the price of becoming a god is that you are no longer yourself, then I believe it isn't worth it. I must resort to drastic measures to persuade you."
