A top-tier gigolo, teased by a cool and aloof general, turns warm.

Raphael had no time to react.

"Bang!"

The door was knocked open by an insect.

A powerful force, like a violent storm, came crashing down, seemingly intent on tearing them apart.

Rosso made no attempt to dodge, and gently pushed Raphael away.

The force of the impact slammed into Rosso, and he endured the immense force of the blow.

A sharp pain instantly spread throughout his body, and a trickle of blood spilled from the corner of his lips, the taste of blood spreading in his mouth.

He felt a surge of irritation.

He rubbed his cheeks, trying to ease the pain in his body.

Just as he was about to lash out, the man's furious voice suddenly exploded in his ear.

"You dare touch him? You're asking for death!"

The sound was like thunder, making Rosso's eardrums buzz.

He turned around in surprise and saw a figure rushing towards him like a ghost.

When they saw the person's face clearly, they were stunned.

It was an extremely delicate face, with silver hair, purple eyes, and fair, translucent skin, just like the white moonlight in a novel.

Rosso's memory is as deep as water; he will never forget that face, even in death.

"It's you."

"It's you."

Chris replied coldly in return.

The anger and murderous intent in his eyes became increasingly apparent.

The pain of losing his wing was deeply etched in his heart, and he could not let it go.

Raphael, standing nearby, keenly sensed the tense atmosphere between them and a bad feeling welled up in his heart.

"You two know each other?"

He asked hesitantly, his gaze shifting back and forth between Rosso and Chris.

"Honey, do you two know each other?"

Shi Yu also looked at them with a face full of suspicion.

The two brothers exchanged a quick glance, still unaware of the seriousness of the situation.

Chris did not respond.

His spiritual power transformed into a surging black wave, instantly enveloping Rosso and forming an impenetrable black mist.

This cloud of black mist appears calm, but it actually harbors deadly intent.

Countless sharp blades were hidden among them, like venomous snakes lurking and ready to strike at Rosso's vital points.

Chris, not daring to underestimate his opponent, anxiously shouted, "My lord, he is the Witch King Rosso! Kill him quickly!"

Shi Yu secretly admired his wife's intelligence and resourcefulness, as she immediately came up with a way to control Guang.

He hesitated for less than three seconds.

He then decisively used his mental power to conjure a huge black energy shield and hurled it at Rosso.

At the same time, disregarding his own safety, Raphael resolutely rushed into the black mist.

In an instant, several bloody cuts appeared on his body, and blood gushed out like a fountain.

Rosso's eyes were brimming with heartache, and a dense, throbbing pain shot through his heart.

His tall frame shielded Raphael in his arms, whispering against his ear.

"Wife, don't worry about me, run!"

Raphael's eyes welled up with tears. "No insect has ever been so kind to me..."

Seeing the star-crossed lovers, Shi Yu had no choice but to stop and retrieve the black energy shield.

Upon seeing this, Chris was instantly filled with rage.

He snapped, "Raphael, do you even know what you're doing?"

Raphael held Rosso tightly, enduring the pain.

She stated firmly, "I don't want to see him get hurt."

Having said that, Raphael mobilized all his mental energy to envelop him and Rosso.

However, this seemingly unbreakable mental barrier was quickly breached under the relentless onslaught of countless sharp blades.

Raphael was utterly astonished.

Despite losing his bone wings, Chris's strength not only did not diminish in the slightest, but actually surpassed that of before.

"Get out of my way."

Chris's voice became hoarse, tinged with a sense of loss of control.

"He severed my bone wings, I will make him wish he were dead. Raphael, if you don't get out of my way, I'll take care of you too."

Raphael clenched his teeth, blood rushing to his temples, his eardrums ringing.

My palms were burning hot, as if they were being scorched by fire, and the pain was unbearable.

Slowly loosening the rope, the burning pain still lingered in my palm, refusing to dissipate for a long time.

He raised his head, his gaze cold and distant.

"Go away! And never come back."

Rosso's mood was like a rollercoaster ride, plummeting from its peak to its trough in an instant.

His expression changed slightly as he looked at the person in front of him who had suddenly become so cold.

I have absolutely no idea why things turned out this way.

He finally gained some favor with his wife, but now it's all gone.

He was brought back to square one.

Filled with resentment and anger, she couldn't help but yell at the silver-haired man.

"I admit that I cut off your wings, but you also opened a big hole in me and almost got me sucked into a black hole."

So, we're even now, right? For Raphael's sake, I'll let it slide.

His words received no response, only a cold "humph".

"Honey, look, he didn't refute it, so he admits it."

Rosso endured excruciating pain, his laughter more painful than his tears.

"Wife, I'm about to die, and we're not even married or have children yet. Can you give me a proper status...?"

Chris couldn't stand it anymore and coldly interrupted Rosso.

"Raphael, he's a cunning sorcerer, don't be fooled by his sweet talk."

His eyes were filled with contempt and disgust, and his anger was rising.

"Rosso, you are treacherous and cunning, manipulating undead corpses to commit evil deeds, biting and killing tens of thousands of soldiers."

The crimes committed are unforgivable, and we can never be even.

After saying that, Chris quickly turned his gaze to Shi Yu, his eyes revealing a hint of urgency and anxiety.

"My lord, you must persuade Raphael! The witch clan is full of cunning tricks; he has been deceived."

Her voice carried a hint of pleading, as she did not want Raphael to be deceived by the Witch King.

Shi Yu slowly lowered his eyes, his expression somewhat indifferent, yet revealing composure and confidence.

He spoke slowly and deliberately: "Rosso, stop making futile resistance."

On one side was the insect he deeply loved, and on the other side was his fellow countryman from Earth; his heart had already been drawn to either of them.

Upon hearing Shi Yu's words, Rosso's lips curled into a cold smile.

"I originally thought we could become friends, but now it seems there's no need for that at all."

"Heh... Do you really think you can trap me like this?"

He let out a burst of wild laughter, his body transforming into a dazzling white light as he burst out of the black mist.

It sped toward the silver-haired man at an astonishing speed, as if it intended to crush him in one fell swoop.

Surprisingly, his opponent easily dodged his attack.

Moreover, their movements are elegant and agile, like a fairy dancing gracefully.

In less than a month.

The silver-haired man's strength seemed to have been boosted by a cheat code, improving so rapidly that it was truly astonishing.

Rosso stopped fighting and quickly wrapped his arms around Shi Yu's neck.

He threatened, "Back off, or I'll strangle him. I've told you many times, I didn't create those zombies, don't try to frame me."