Chapter 45: The Supreme Tyrant
Substitute Bride Phoenix, The Tyrant's Pampered Demon Empress
Han Moze rode the glossy black haired horse valiantly, then ordered in a deep voice, âLetâs go!â
âFarewell, Emperor of Beiming. We wish you a safe journey.â
Outside the palace, the imperial guards, government officials and others kneeled and loudly bid them farewell.
Ouyang Yaoyi followed behind the line of maids, whilst she gazed at Han Moze on his horse. Red hearts emerged from her eyes and she smiled with determination to have him.
She had to come up with a way to become the Empress of Beiming!
Although the rumours say that he killed his father and brothers, heâs a wise man. In just two years, he strengthened Beiming several times over.
Han Moze had limitless potential!
Most importantly, he was incredibly handsome!
Non-stop red hearts poured from Ouyang Yaoyiâs eyes.
Han Moze wore a charming smile, as he firstly led everyone to the Drunken Cloud.
Liu Rushuang stayed in the room where they first met.
Once in the room, she removed her red bridal wear.
She only married that tyrant for revenge. She could run away at any time. People can forget about ever trying to stop her!
QingâEr saw the dull look on Liu Rushuangâs face and flatly said, âYoung Miss, Iâll go ask someone to serve us some food.â
âOkay,â said Liu Rushuang as she tried to muster a kind voice.
QingâEr furrowed her brows at the sight of how just unhappy the Young Miss looked. She definitely wasnât willing to marry that tyrant.
However, QingâEr sensed that the tyrant was loyal and infatuated with the Young Miss, so nothing bad could come from marrying him.
With furrowed brows, QingâEr then headed downstairs to get the food ready.
Liu Rushuang quietly sat in the room when all of a sudden, a knock was heard at the door.
*knock knock*
Liu Rushuangâs dark eyes turned even more chilling and sinister. âDo you to die?â She asked coldly.
Han Moze pushed the door open and stepped inside. âIt looks like you still donât know your place. Should I teach you another lesson?â He said with a wicked smile.
Liu Rushuangâs eyes grew fierce, then she immediately churned a giant fireball in her palms and hurled it at Han Moze.
However, Han Moze easily dodged it.
The fireball slowly disappeared in the air.
Liu Rushuang grunted, then sat on the stool beside her.
That tyrantâs martial arts were definitely stronger than hers!
She still couldnât kill him!
How frustrating!
Han Moze grinned wickedly and said, âI just wanted to sneak a few more glances at my Empress in her bridal gown, but I didnât expect that youâd actually take it off so quickly!â
Liu Rushuang glanced up at the charming and sexy Han Moze with a wild look in her eyes, but then her face instantly tensed up.
She shook her head. No, she didnât just think Han Moze was handsome and invincible!
âIf I want to take it off, Iâll take it off. You canât control me. If thereâs nothing else, you can get out! I donât want to see your wretched face!â She cried coldly.
Han Moze looked instantly dreary and poured himself a cup of tea. Then, with evil intentions in mind, he said, âI also wanted to dine with you!â
Liu Rushuang glared coldly at Han Moze. âDid you really think that would have happened? If you donât get out, then donât blame me for being rude!â
Han Mozeâs face looked even more bleak, as he gently tapped the table. âI really want to drug you again! What should I do?â He asked with a chill in his voice and a sinister smile.
This woman actually dared speak to him so coldheartedly and arrogantly!
She must really be bored of living!
*Swiiish* Liu Rushuang instantly moved her chair.
She retreated a few steps away from Han Moze.
âYou are the most shameless, vulgar person Iâve ever met!â She said coldly through gritted teeth.
Han Moze stood up and drew closer to her one step at a time.
His eyes secretly concealed a sense of danger. âIs this the attitude you speak to me with?â
Liu Rushuang saw Han Moze draw closer, as she continued to retreat and maintained some distance away. âAn inferior person like you donât deserve my courtesy!â
âHaha...â Rather than getting angry, Han Moze laughed with his extremely good looks. âThen letâs fight and see. When you lose, Iâd love to see how youâre going to continue acting insolent!â
With that said, Han Moze abruptly swept both his arms up.
In an instant, a large sum of ice blue inner breath appeared upon Han Mozeâs body and quickly dispersed all around him.
In the blink of an eye, a thick wall of blue translucent ice enveloped everything around Liu Rushuang and Han Moze! The ice wall was five steps in diameter.
Liu Rushuang bitterly gritted her teeth. Sheâd never seen someone so powerful before!
Just how powerful was this tyrantâs inner breath?
Whatâs more, according to last nightâs humongous lotus flower, this tyrant could manipulate his own inner breath.
She didnât dare guarantee that she could defeat this tyrant, but she had to give it her all!
Liu Rushuang coldly gritted her teeth and said, âDid you think that you could win by surrounding me with an ice wall?â
Han Moze smiled wickedly but didnât say a word.
Although this woman was powerful, she wasnât a match against him!
After so many years had passed, he galloped the battleground and became the worldâs strongest fighter a long time ago!
Liu Rushuang was seriously pissed off with the calm look on Han Mozeâs face.
Did he think that he was going to win for sure?
A fireball as large half a man slowly rose from Liu Rushuangâs right hand. Then, she hurled it fiercely at the ice wall.