Ian Song stood motionless, gazing at Diana Toba with deep emotion, as if he truly no longer cared about life or death.
In the end, Diana Toba's Silver Moon Scimitar didn't cut into Ian Song's neck, but the cold blade resting against his throat still made his skin break out in goosebumps.
"I'll ask you one more time—will you divorce Lila Li and marry me?"
Ian Song's face twisted with conflict, but inwardly he thought, "The self-sacrifice trick only works on gentle women. Against a witch like Diana Toba, it's useless. What tactic should I use?"
For a moment, Ian's mind burned with inspiration. Suddenly, the words "domineering CEO" flashed through his head. In novels and dramas, proud heiresses always seem drawn to forceful men. With their backgrounds, they're surrounded by sycophants—so the gentler you are, the less they care. But the more assertive you are, the more they like you.
You could say girls like this have a hidden masochistic streak.
Back before Ian and Diana ever slept together, she was always chasing him with killing intent. But after, when he treated her coldly, she ended up falling deeply in love.
Damn!
Thinking of this, Ian almost wanted to slap himself. For someone so experienced in romance, how could he make such a rookie mistake? He should never have tried the self-sacrifice trick in the first place.
"Sis, stop wasting time—just chop off his head!" Fletcher Toba egged her on from the side.
"Everyone else who's not involved—get out!"
At that moment, Ian Song suddenly spoke, and his entire aura exploded outward, blanketing the banquet hall. Even Blaze Yance and Fletcher Toba, both at Combined-Body realm, shivered with a chill.
Blaze Yance's face changed. He looked at Fletcher Toba and said, "Divine Son, maybe we should leave for now!"
Hmph!
Fletcher Toba snorted disdainfully, "See, sis? This bastard finally can't hide his true colors. Everything he said before was a lie—hurry up and chop off his dog head!"
"Fletcher Toba, I've tolerated you again and again, but you have no sense at all. Do you really think I won't take action?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ian Song raised his hand and pointed a finger.
Whoosh!
A jet-black finger force shot out like lightning, instantly striking Fletcher Toba's chest.
So fast!
Fletcher Toba jumped back in shock, retreating in a flash. At the same time, a long spear appeared in his hand and he thrust it toward the incoming finger force.
Boom!
The spear tip collided with the finger force, triggering an earthshaking explosion that made the whole hall tremble violently. Fletcher Toba let out a muffled grunt and was blasted out of the hall, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.
"How is this possible!"
Fletcher Toba roared, his full aura erupting, and charged back into the hall with his spear. He'd lost to Ian Song before, but never accepted it. Ever since he broke through to Combined-Body, he'd been itching for a rematch.
But he never expected Ian to injure him so badly with just a casual attack.
"You really don't know your limits!"
Watching Fletcher Toba charge back into the hall, Ian Song sneered and slapped out a palm.
Bang!
Fletcher Toba, who had just rushed into the hall, was instantly slapped flying, crashing hard to the ground outside.
Pathetic!
Seeing this, Blaze Yance's eyelids twitched. Both he and Fletcher were early Combined-Body, but the gap between Fletcher and Ian Song was just too huge. Now he understood why 'Little Demon Song' had such a fearsome reputation—he really was that strong.
"All of you, get out!"
Ian Song swept his sharp gaze over Blaze Yance and the others, his presence domineering.
"Don't be angry, Young Master Song—we're leaving now!"
Blaze Yance had no intention of angering this demon. He hurriedly led everyone out of the hall, even dragging Fletcher Toba away as he tried to charge back in.
Honestly, Fletcher was just putting on a show. With his cultivation, Blaze couldn't have stopped him if he really wanted to go back in. Fuming, Fletcher cursed in his heart, "This bastard turns his face faster than flipping a page—he even dares to hit his own future brother-in-law!"
Soon, the hall was empty except for Ian Song and Diana Toba.
Blaze Yance thoughtfully ordered the heavy bronze doors of the hall to be shut.
"You bastard, what do you mean by this?"
Diana Toba glared coldly at Ian Song, demanding loudly.
Clang!
Without warning, Ian Song flicked the Silver Moon Scimitar off his neck. His body flashed with light, and the savage wound instantly healed. Then, right in front of Diana, he stripped off his bloodstained white robe, revealing a well-built physique.
"You... what are you trying to do?"
Seeing Ian undress, Diana blushed.
"What do you think I'm trying to do?" Ian smirked and strode toward her.
"Don't you dare!" Diana retreated again.
Just then, Ian pulled out a fresh robe and put it on. "Much better in clean clothes!" he said.
Hearing this, Diana realized she was being teased, and glared at Ian in annoyance.
At that moment, Ian suddenly wrapped his arms around Diana, pulling her into his embrace. As she struggled, he forcefully kissed her lips.
"Mmm! You bastard, let me go!" Diana struggled even harder.
Smack smack smack!
Ian landed several smacks on her perky butt. Instantly, Diana quieted down, and Ian took the chance to slip his tongue past her teeth and capture her little tongue.
After a long while, Ian finally let go of the dizzy, breathless Diana. He lifted her chin and said domineeringly, "From now on, you belong only to me. If you ever act up again, just wait and see how I deal with you!"
"Mm." Diana nodded softly, then buried her face in Ian's chest like a docile kitten.
Seeing this, Ian finally breathed a sigh of relief. He'd finally settled things. Honestly, if he'd known it'd work out this way, he never would've tried the self-sacrifice trick and taken all those cuts for nothing.
A quarter of an hour later, the heavy doors swung open. Ian led Diana out by the hand.
Seeing this, Fletcher Toba, who was waiting nearby, rushed over and glared at Ian. "Bastard, what did you do to my little sister?"
"Big brother, don't make a fuss. Song-lang treats me very well!" Diana suddenly spoke up.
Instantly, Fletcher took 100,000 points of emotional damage and felt the urge to clutch his chest.
Ian chimed in, "Brother-in-law, just leave things between me and Diana alone. By the way, I need to talk to your master about something important. Let's head to the Fire God Church main altar tonight!"
"Hmph, like I care about your business!" Fletcher snorted and shot into the sky in a streak of light. Ian pulled Diana along and followed close behind.