He could certainly draw a clear line and separate himself from the Demon Spirit Ancestor without any pressure. But as the Ancestor's most faithful follower, Mu Ping'an couldn't even consider it. Betrayal? Cutting ties? Impossible! The mere thought was a death sentence. There would be no need for Long Tianji to act; he would simply drop dead on his own.
"What should I do? What should I do? What am I going to do?!"
In an instant, Mu Ping'an was burning with anxiety. He could neither betray the Demon Spirit Ancestor, nor did he want to die.
His eyes darted around frantically until they landed on Shen Youling. Long Tianji is a known lecher, and he even wanted to marry Shen Youling at one point…
Although pushing the woman he loved into another man's arms would be agonizing, that pain was trivial compared to saving his own skin. Thus, grasping at this last straw, Mu Ping'an turned to Shen Youling and kowtowed.
