Ning Feiyan now occupied the awkward position of fourth among the six rivers, neither high nor low. If she could take this opportunity to become a top river lord among the first three, the marriage agreement between her and Young Master Mi Lu could naturally be broken without a fight.
Ning Feiyan laughed softly, "Compared to leaving my fate in the hands of others, I much prefer to control it myself."
The Female Demon Lord's gaze swept past the Treasure Bead beneath her ear, "But I see your current situation isn't too good, is it? How did the Divine Origin, passed down through generations of the Demon Clan, lose a third of its power just by going to the Mortal World? This time, at the Monarch's Return Banquet, the third river won't attend. Thus, you can only challenge the second river. Si He against the second river... those odds are exceedingly slim."
