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Chapter 83 Fei Zhao, I love her soul

Lord Li chuckled coldly, "Prestige?"

"In the eyes of those fools in the Empire, females are nothing more than walking wombs and reproductive tools!"

"Jiu Sui should have been like the other holy females, a docile canary, using sweet words to coax the male beasts, constantly producing offspring on the birthing assembly line, so that she could have maintained her high position and enjoyed wealth and honor."

"But she insisted on being the one to overturn the table!"

Lord Li drew an energy dagger and toyed with it in his hand:

"Her founding of the anti-female organization was like breaking a hole in the iron barrel of male dominance."

"The male alliance uses infertile females to appease and control low- to mid-ranking males who are prone to rage."

"But Jiu Sui wants to lead them to break free of their shackles. Isn't that a slap in the face to the males of the Empire?"

"She's inciting women to resist birth control laws; it's practically tearing the flesh off those who benefit from them!"

"Why do you think the empire's power ended up like this?"

Lord Li curled his lips into a chilling smirk:

“Jiu Sui has touched the core interests of too many male beasts. They want to pull her down from her pedestal and force her back to her proper place.”

"Shut up, obey, and obediently give birth!"

"Right now, Jiu Sui is like a lone wolf trapped in a dark alley, wounded and still stubbornly holding on. But unfortunately..."

Lord Li plunged his energy dagger into the metal table and said viciously:

"Faced with absolute power, her resistance was futile."

On the StarNet, Fei Zhao's online trolls failed to gain control of the situation.

Countless orcs jointly demanded that Jiu Sui personally respond.

What kind of saintly woman hides her head and shows her tail?

[If you're so capable, come out and face these accusations!]

[Are they afraid to show themselves and respond? Is it because they have a guilty conscience?]

Which normal holy woman isn't pampered and cherished by her beastly husband?

[She's got no one to back her up, not even a beastly husband. She's probably just a worthless, shameful woman who can't be seen in public!]

The sarcastic remarks, each word piercing the heart, are like an invisible chain.

They want to pull Jiu Sui from behind the scenes to the forefront, and then drag her completely into the abyss.

Fei Zhao gritted her teeth as she looked at these irritating comments, her red eyes blazing with fury.

He turned to Su An'an and asked, "Where is Lady Jiu Sui's beast husband?"

Why not stand up and support her at a time like this?

"Are we just going to watch her bear these unfounded accusations alone?"

Su An'an was taken aback by Fei Zhao's question.

Scratching his face guiltily, he said, "I don't know either. I've never heard my master mention anything about beastmen."

Fei Zhao was silent for a moment, then a resolute glint flashed in her eyes: "Let's get a divorce!"

Su An'an stared in surprise, her eyes widening. She couldn't help but ask, "What did you say?"

"I want to stand openly and honestly by Her Highness Jiu Sui's side and support her."

"She shouldn't have to face this darkness alone; I want to be her strongest support!"

Fei Zhao's voice was very soft, but it felt like a heavy hammer blow to Su An'an's ear.

Looking at Fei Zhao, who was both familiar and unfamiliar to her, a sudden pang of sadness welled up in her chest.
"Fei Zhao, the title of 'cunning fox' doesn't suit you at all."

She filed for divorce to save Ye Yuan.

Fei Zhao risked his life to stand by her through thick and thin.

Jiu Sui is currently embroiled in a media storm, and standing next to her will inevitably make you a target.

But he divorced her so that Jiu Sui wouldn't have to face the darkness alone.

This is nothing like the cunning behavior of a fox.

It was clearly a desperate act of courage, like a moth drawn to a flame.

"Feizhao, do you like Jiusui that much?"

Su An'an stared at Fei Zhao's sharply defined profile.

She recalled the days she spent with him while pretending to be Jiu Sui.

I'm certain I've never given any ambiguous hints.

The innocence between them was as pure as moonlight on a snowy plain. Fei Zhao's bright red eyes burned with fervent respect: "Lord Jiu Sui is my idol."

He spoke solemnly, as if he were reciting some sacred oath.

Su An'an's Adam's apple bobbed slightly as she deliberately probed in a teasing tone:

Even if she's an old, ugly, and fat female?

"I admire her strong, unruly, and proud soul."

Fei Zhao stared directly into Su An'an's eyes, the fervor in his gaze almost burning her.

"She stood up and spoke out for useless women."

"From the moment she personally tore away the empire's hypocritical fig leaf."

"At that moment, she was the light that pierced the darkness!"

"The sight of her single-handedly confronting the entire empire's males is more dazzling than any hero in the holy scriptures!"

Fei Zhao's Adam's apple bobbed, as if swallowing a mouthful of burning passion, and she said softly yet firmly:

"I am willing to be her shield, to block all the slander against her."

boom!
Su An'an felt as if her heart had been struck by a heavy hammer, and a storm raged in her chest.

It turns out there really are beasts that can see through all external appearances and empty fame to appreciate her pure soul.

The tingling, numb, and distending sensation felt like an electric current, shooting from the soles of my feet all the way to the top of my head, and then turning into a scalding tide that washed over my eyes.

The little pink figure in her mind's eye was so excited it rolled around on its back.
[The fox knows its stuff! Your Highness, you are indeed powerful, unruly, and proud!]

Its cheers exploded in Su An'an's mind, but they only made her eyes redder.

Su An'an lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling like butterfly wings, desperately trying to hide the tears welling up in her eyes.

Her fingertips unconsciously dug into her palm, trying to mask the turmoil in her heart with the slight stinging pain.

After a long pause, he finally spoke in a hoarse voice:
"Even though Jiu Sui already has a bunch of husbands, you might not even be able to get a number in the queue in the past?"

Su An'an's voice was as soft as a falling feather.

But hidden within it was a mixture of anticipation and bittersweetness that even she herself was unaware of.

"All I need is to stand next to Lord Jiu Sui; I don't need anything else."

Fei Zhao's voice was as flat as a stagnant pool of water.

A fleeting longing flashed in her dazzling red eyes.

Like a glimmer of light struggling in the dark clouds before a storm.

He turned his head to look at the screen.

His long, slender fingers unconsciously gripped the table.

His knuckles were white, as if he were grasping at some illusory support.

That upright, pine-like back suddenly exuded a sense of loneliness.

Su An'an raised an eyebrow in surprise.

This powerful and handsome fox clan leader controls immense wealth and influence.

The words he spoke carried a chilling humility.

He doesn't want love, and he refuses physical contact.

What seems readily available to outsiders appears as a monstrous threat to him.

What nonsense is Fei Zhao spouting?

The little pink was extremely surprised:
[The fox clan is the most popular beast mate; with his looks, physique, and abilities, he could easily snatch the title of number one beast mate wherever he goes.]

The coldness surrounding Fei Zhao was like a meticulously crafted ice armor, completely enveloping her true self.

Su An'an stared at his expressionless, handsome face.

In a daze, I seemed to see a soul riddled with holes beneath the ice.

It was a young beast curled up in the darkness, its quills raised in defense, yet when it encountered light, it was willing to burn itself to chase after it, even knowing it would be burned.

The strength and stability he craved were nothing more than a way to make up for the lack of love in his childhood, a last piece of driftwood to cling to in the midst of raging storms.

This seemingly invincible fox is standing on the edge of self-destruction, filling the void in its heart with a humble approach.

"Fei Zhao..." Su An'an was about to speak when the communicator suddenly rang with a piercing ringtone.

Although Ye Yuan's body was abused, his spirit was very strong.

Because of childhood trauma, foxes have fragile souls.

Let us love him fiercely!
Tomorrow's a holiday! Happy May Day!
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(End of this chapter)