"Kill you? I’d rather not give you the satisfaction. A pretty little thing like you, and with a Tianyi Noble destiny pattern to boot—the world wouldn't find another like you. Don't you like Song Lian? How about I take his identity and fulfill a wish for you: I’ll marry you. How does that sound?"
As Wu Qing spoke, he reached out and stroked Yuyin’s cheek.
It was soft and smooth, a delight to touch.
Chapter 190