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“I think…” her tone was knowing, as if she saw through everything, “you just haven’t learned how to be a true king yet.”

Hei Jilin was very satisfied with Lu Mo's aptitude, but he lacked the ability to demonstrate it.

"Your domineering nature is not what you perceive as evil."

She smiled, her eyes filled with both expectation and encouragement.

"It just hasn't been properly developed yet."

Cultivating a tyrant was also among her interests.

However, Hei Jilin did not dwell on this issue any further.

“Hey,” her voice carried a hint of the languid arrogance inherent in Black Kirin, “if we disregard all other messy things and just go with your current state…”

What will you do to me?

"Oh?" A playful expression appeared on Lu Mo's face. "How about I make you kneel down?"

"That's not enough to defeat me," Hei Jilin chuckled, seemingly expressing her disdain for Lu Mofa.

The next instant—Lu Mo's hand moved.

The large hand, clad in a black military glove, drew a sharp, wind-pressure-laden afterimage in the air, so fast that no one could react.

Of course, it was still easy for Ji Lin to dodge.

Seeing that Ji Lin did not dodge, Lu Mo's hand stopped with perfect precision at the edge of her smooth cheek.

Feeling the sharp wind pressure on her cheek, Hei Jilin gave Lu Mo an even more satisfied evaluation.

"Domineering personality, gentle nature, she is the most acceptable type."

"continue."

Her voice this time carried a bewitching magic.

"Let me see what else about you attracts me besides your gentleness."

"...As you wish."

Lu Mo's voice turned icy cold in an instant.

He didn't actually slap her.

Instead, he chose to deal with her in another equally brutal way: he grabbed her collar and, without any mercy, forced her down onto the cold ground.

He slowly stood up from the ground, looking down at the beautiful "queen" whose eyes still held an air of arrogance, with those equally cold eyes.

"In this case……"

His voice instantly became much more domineering and cold.

"Who gave you permission to look up?"

"Female dog."

Ji Lin certainly wouldn't be so easily satisfied with being scolded.

But undeniably, she did look at Lu Mo with admiration in her eyes.

Meanwhile, on a distant battlefield, Kiana and the others had just finished clearing the wreckage of the last Titan mech and were waiting idly.

"That old hag is really something," Kiana kicked the shards at her feet in annoyance, "She's so slow!"

Just then, a figure identical to Lu Mo appeared silently before them. He was also dressed in that black military uniform, his expression indifferent.

"Tch," Kiana said, immediately pursing her lips. "Finally, it's about to begin."

"Oh dear," Himeko clapped her hands and laughed, "It seems our immortal lord is about to suffer."

The figure ignored their discussion, walked straight up to Fu Hua, bowed slightly, and made an inviting gesture.

Fu Hua sighed softly, her face showing a helpless expression that said, "I knew it would turn out like this." She glanced at her sisters beside her, who gave her a "good luck" look, and then, quite naturally, followed that figure, walking slowly towards the Hyperion.

Unexpectedly, Lu Mo's clone was affected by the emotions of his main body.

Fu Hua wasn't carried away in a princess carry by her clone; she was dragged away by her leg.

Chapter 240, Part 4: If the master wants an orphanage, then offer it up along with everything else.

“Nice performance.”

Although she was ruthlessly pinned to the ground, Hei Jilin showed no sign of humiliation. She gracefully rose to her feet, as if the humiliating posture she had just endured had never happened.

She would be disappointed if this guy were still weak and frail.

Then, with perfect ease, she floated in front of him, turned sideways, and sat on his lap, her movements so natural that it seemed as if they had known each other for quite some time.

"It seems my judgment was correct; you do indeed possess the potential I'm looking for."

With a gentle wave of her hand, a ball of dark energy slowly condensed in her palm, eventually transforming into a magnificent wine cup with classical patterns.

And a pot of deep red wine that exuded a strange aroma.

"Then, as a reward for you..."

She poured wine for herself and for him.

She didn't hand the wine cup directly, but instead brought the cool silverware to her lips and took an elegant sip.

Then, she slowly handed the wine cup, stained with her lipstick mark, to Lu Mo.

Clearly, Lu Mo's performance just now was merely...

Lu Mo glanced at her gesture, which seemed to be an invitation, and simply chuckled.

He did not reach out to take it.

He simply lowered his head slowly, under the gaze of Ji Lin's dark eyes.

He sucked all the fragrant and sweet wine directly from her lips.

It was the first time Lu Mo had done this to a woman he wasn't very familiar with, and he was indeed a little nervous about "playing the rogue."

However, it wasn't revealed on the surface.

"The taste... is not bad." His voice was leisurely, and his gaze towards Hei Jilin changed from "wanting to win her over" to "you belong to me."

"Is that so?" A satisfied smile appeared on Hei Jilin's face. "Consider this a prize I prepared for the domineering king."

"Continue." Lu Mo didn't say much, but gestured for Ji Lin to continue showing more tricks.

However, this time, Hei Jilin did not conduct any further "probing".

Instead, she appeared more submissive as she refilled his glass and slowly handed it to him.

"Yes, my future king."

And so, cup after cup, that strange liquid was continuously fed from Hei Jilin's hand into his mouth.

Hei Jilin kept using different methods to feed the wine.

at last……

After he had thoroughly "tasted" the last drop of wine, he also finished.

Lu Mo slowly took the empty wine cup from her hand and casually tossed it aside.

His gaze grew increasingly deep and dangerous.

Clearly, there's something wrong with Black Kirin's wine.

This was something Lu Mo had noticed long ago but hadn't paid attention to.

"I've had enough wine."

Lu Mo whispered softly in her ear.

"--Now……"

"It's time to eat you."

Faced with Lu Mo's undisguised declaration of possession, Hei Jilin showed no fear, but instead chuckled.

"Oh? You want to eat me?"

She extended her cool, white fingertips and slowly drew circles on his chest, her voice calm and teasing like that of an elder.

This made Lu Mo think of the other person's identity, but now his respect turned into longing.

"I admire you the way you are now. But don't forget our promise."

She smiled, her expression impeccable, as if offering a kind reminder even on that aloof face.

"Only when you truly conquer me from the bottom of your heart will I willingly become your meal."

"However, it wouldn't be unreasonable to serve you an equally delicious appetizer before you officially begin your main course."

She slowly turned her head and looked at the blonde beauty who had been watching everything with an expectant and longing expression since earlier.

No matter what, she was a monarch; it was impossible for her not to notice something like this.

Before she could finish speaking...

Cocolia, who had already understood, immediately crawled over from the corner like a hound that had received a command.

Then, with an extremely humble and fawning attitude, she completely prostrated her hot body beneath Lu Mo's seat.

Cocolia felt a surge of passion within her.

Great……

Although this new woman seemed intimidating, she was still quite cooperative.

With this self-assured confidence and anticipation of the ultimate pleasure to come, she prepared to begin her "work".

however……

Just moments before her lips were about to touch that very imposing and powerful "target".

A dark shadow suddenly loomed over her head.

Immediately afterwards, a heavy force came from above her head.

It was passed down.

It is a foot.

Black Kirin's feet.

"...?"

Cocolia's movements suddenly froze.

She subconsciously looked up and saw the beautiful woman who had just been watching the show calmly now standing on her head with her foot.

“Don’t stop,” Hei Jilin’s voice remained calm, yet carried a queenly, matter-of-fact command. “Your master is still waiting.”

As she spoke, she slowly increased the pressure of the foot that was pressing down on Cocolia's head.

That force, clearly carrying connotations of humiliation and domination, traveled through her head to her neck, forcing her to press her face even closer to that one and only "god".

That... damn woman...!

In an instant, a raging fire ignited in Cocolia's eyes.

She...she actually dared to treat me like this?!

She cooperated with Lu Mo and acted so vulgarly for two reasons: first, to satisfy this man's desires; and second, because she knew very well that she had never been a good person, and using this method to get what she wanted was the fairest of deals.

She was indeed willing.

To become Lu Mo's servant.

but……

This does not mean...

She was willing to become another woman's plaything!

Admittedly, she wouldn't complain about what the other people in Lu Mo's harem did to her.

They deserved it after all.

But she doesn't owe this woman anything.

Instinctively, she wanted to resist and tear this woman who dared to humiliate her to shreds.