Chapter 12: Chapter 16: Wife, I Am Your Husband!

Nalan Xue's face turned green, especially when she saw her own Mystic Beast actually acting coquettishly toward Nalan Zhenyue's Mystic Beast; she really, really wanted to—

"Xuan Xue!" Nalan Xue shouted urgently.

The Xuan Xue Wolf didn't even give Nalan Xue a single glance.

It was only after the little fellow tilted his head to look at Nalan Xue once, and his small hand patted the Xuan Xue Wolf's head, saying, "You go back first," that the Xuan Xue Wolf finally trotted back obediently.

Nalan Xue's face turned a dark, pig-liver purple.

It was truly enough to make one vomit blood.

Everyone's expressions varied, except for Nalan Zhenyue, whose heart was filled with pure satisfaction, her eyes crinkling into crescents as she smiled.

Although the little fellow was a bit strange, it was clear that he was a creature of infinite potential!

With a few quick movements, the little fellow broke free from Nalan Zhenyue's grasp and landed on his feet. However, he looked at her with those large, innocent eyes, seemingly feeling a bit of a height difference; then, with a few quick scrambles, he climbed onto her, hooked his legs around her shoulders, sat on her, and wrapped his fair, tender little hands around her head.

This series of actions was so fast that by the time Nalan Zhenyue reacted, the little fellow had already spoken. "Wife, let us go back to our wedding chamber." Those large eyes were filled with brilliant light, brimming with joy.

The corners of Nalan Zhenyue's mouth twitched.

Everyone below fell silent.

What an oddity!

Under the gaze of the crowd, Nalan Zhenyue calmly led the little fellow away, though her mouth couldn't help but twitch along the way.

As soon as Nalan Zhenyue's figure disappeared, the entire Martial Arena erupted in an uproar!

"That waste actually summoned a Mystic Beast?"

"Heavens, it's true! She really summoned one!"

"Is that a Mystic Beast? It doesn't look like one to me at all. Are there such strange Mystic Beasts? It looks like it has no combat power whatsoever!!!"

"It looks like it has no combat power, but Sister Xue's Xuan Xue Wolf isn't..."

"Shh!"

......

It wasn't until Nalan Zhenyue reached the woodshed that she realized—why did she come here?

She looked around; the walls were damp, the ground was covered in straw, and there were remnants of food that Auntie Chen had thrown on the ground earlier, all eaten by mice.

"Wife, is this our wedding chamber? But it's so dilapidated. Although I'm a bit dissatisfied, if you like it..."

"Shut up!"

Before the little fellow sitting on her neck could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Nalan Zhenyue.

Her head was starting to ache. Was this little fellow even a Mystic Beast?

Lifting the little fellow off her body, she brought her large eyes level with his small ones and asked, "Did you really get summoned by me?"

The little fellow looked extremely shy, his hands fidgeting together. "Wife, I am your husband."

In this state, he was indeed exceptionally tender and cute, but in Nalan Zhenyue's eyes, he was simply infuriating.

She suddenly grabbed one of the little fellow's ears. "Speak properly!"

The little fellow felt the pain, and his innocent large eyes immediately turned watery. As those bean-sized tears looked ready to fall, Nalan Zhenyue felt a wave of a headache. She widened her eyes and said fiercely, "Don't you dare act innocent with me. If you dare cry in front of me, I'll throw you outside!"

The little fellow bit his lip, putting on the act of a wronged little wife. The sight of him made Nalan Zhenyue feel...

"Does Wife mean she doesn't want me anymore?"

"Yes!"

The little fellow recovered instantly. The speed of his change in expression was truly faster than turning the pages of a book, and a smile even spread across his face. "Wife, I won't cry."