Zerg: Cold and aloof Major General, stop pretending to be innocent, I have a headache!

"My lord, please enjoy."

"Hmm?" Jiang Xu rubbed the bridge of his nose and responded subconsciously.

In the dimly lit room, a naked, silver-haired man, with his head bowed and back straight, knelt before them, seemingly unsure of the situation.

Jiang Xu lowered his hand and leaned back against the headboard, finding a comfortable position, and looked at the person so close to him.

The man had a great physique, with firm chest muscles, a flat stomach, and subtly defined eight-pack abs. His build was like that of a cheetah, and the power he possessed was immeasurable.

Such a perfect body is now covered with new and old wounds.

Sweat beads slid down his neck, down his pale skin, past the numerous whip marks on his body, and disappeared into the depths of his lower abdomen with a dark red tinge.

Jiang Xu didn't hear what the other person said. His face darkened; the current situation chilled him to the bone. His voice was clearly cold: "Who are you? Who sent you?"

The man lowered his head and repeated the same words: "My lord, please enjoy."

The fleeting look of disgust in the other person's eyes was hidden beneath their hair, disappearing without a trace.

Jiang Xu lowered his head slightly, looking down at the kneeling person, without saying a word. He suspected that the person in front of him was pretending to be crazy.

The room fell silent again, the soft breathing sounds carrying in the air seemed particularly heavy.

He was handling business at the company as usual today, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared here.

It's impossible that someone was playing a trick on him; after all, such a bizarre thing couldn't be accomplished by human power.

That's not something a human would do, so what's the situation now?

He wants a clear answer now.

Seeing the silent person in front of him, his patience ran out, and he kicked the other person: "Playing dumb, tell me, where is this place?"

The man fell hard to the floor because of his kick. Jiang Xu was stunned, but he knew the force of the kick.

Watching the other person get up and kneel down again, he didn't know whether he should praise the person for being dedicated.

"A mighty ruler."

The man's dark red color had deepened. Jiang Xu frowned as he looked at the numerous wounds on his body. Before he could react, the man continued, "This is your residence."

"My residence?" Jiang Xu asked in surprise. When did he acquire such a house?

"Yes." A fleeting hint of resentment crossed the man's eyes.

Jiang Xu frowned even more. He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but he sensed a faint killing intent emanating from the man in front of him, which flashed by in an instant.

"How did I get through it?"

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"answer."

"You walked back by yourself," the man replied.

Jiang Xu laughed angrily. He walked over by himself?

How is that possible!

He sat on the edge of the bed, his left elbow resting on his leg, and slowly leaned forward. He stretched out his free right hand to lift the chin of the person in front of him and looked directly into their eyes. Only then was the person's face fully revealed.

The skin was cold and pale, devoid of any warmth.

If it weren't for the hot breath the other person exhaled onto his palm, he would have suspected that the person was dead.

However, the other party probably didn't expect him to make such a move, and he caught the coldness in his eyes before he could retract them.

Jiang Xu found it somewhat amusing, as if he had coerced the other party into doing such a thing.

He lazily withdrew his hand, leaned back against the headboard, and said indifferently, "If you answer properly, I'll let today's matter go. But..."

The last word was uttered coldly and heavily.

Fei originally thought he was going to get a beating, but to his surprise, the other party let it go easily.

It was as if the other person hadn't noticed the offensive look he had just given.

However, his eyes were full of suspicion, unsure of what kind of answer the other party wanted. Or perhaps, they were just looking for an excuse to punish him.

Half a month has passed since their marriage, and today he met the so-called "male ruler" for the first time.

The warm yellow wall lamp flickered twice, stretching the dark shadows even longer. Tools were scattered all over the floor, and he glanced at the nearest whip.

You can still see specks of dark red on it, his dark red.

A sense of gloom and desolation filled my entire being. I had tried so hard for so long, why couldn't I escape this fate...?

He recalled the question the other person had asked and slowly replied, "This afternoon, when you got home, you told me... to wash myself clean and then go straight upstairs."

After he finished answering, the other person remained silent for a long time.

Is the other party still not satisfied with this answer?

The irritable and cruel male insect, Fei lowered his head to hide the emotions in his eyes.

Just a hair's breadth away, just a hair's breadth away. After his final battle, he could escape the fate of being slaughtered at will by the male insects.

The roster for the Western Front has been distributed, and his name is on it, but...

A sudden marriage shattered everything.

It was so close, so very close.

The hatred and pain in Fei's eyes reached their peak at this moment.

He glanced out of the corner of his eye at the woman sitting on the bed, her legs crossed and draped over the edge. A ruthless glint flashed in his bloodshot eyes, then quickly disappeared.

No, he mustn't act impulsively.

It's not worth ruining your insect life for a male insect!

In the Zerg society, the male-to-female ratio is severely imbalanced, reaching 1:70 among the Zerg. It can be said that the society has a large number of females, and the extinction of half of them would have no impact on the society.

This established the social status of the male insect and also foreshadowed the future of the female insect.

He fought desperately on the battlefield, earning military merits in an attempt to escape the predetermined fate of the female insects. This was the only mercy the insectoid race showed to these brave female soldiers who fought valiantly to defend their homeland. As long as they rose to the rank of lieutenant general or higher, they would gain a choice.

One has the right to choose whether or not to spend the rest of their life with a male insect.

Jiang Xu didn't get the answer he wanted from Fei, but he did, however, keenly grasp a word—"powerful ruler."

He had never heard this title before, and he didn't quite catch it the first time, but as it appeared again and again, his answer gradually became clear.

He got up and sat up in bed, his movements noticeably stiff. He took two slow steps, the clatter of his leather shoes on the solid wood floor echoing in the room.

He glanced at the person on the ground: "What's your name?"

Right now, he just wants to figure out what the situation is; he doesn't have a sadistic tendency.

"Fei Walker." Fei concealed the astonishment in his eyes. Sure enough, female insects were nothing in the eyes of these male insects, let alone a military female.

Rumors have long circulated that Young Master Jiang of the mysterious family looks down on female insects, especially military females. His only connection with female insects is his fondness for collecting their wings, which he uses to flaunt his wealth.

But if that's the case, why would the other party marry him?

Of course, Jiang Xu couldn't give him that answer.

Jiang Xu glanced at the wounds on his body: "Fei Walker, get yourself ready before you come see me."

Everyone knows that he likes men.

But he wasn't attracted to just any man, nor did he have a fetish for looking at naked people.

Fei suddenly looked up at Jiang Xu. How could this person let him off so easily?

He quickly realized that such a movement was considered offensive by the male insect, so he hurriedly lowered his head, looked away, bent over, and knelt down, pressing his entire upper body close to the ground: "Yes, Master."

He knelt and slowly backed away, only standing up and opening the door when he reached it before leaving.