Divine Emperor of Death

Davis looked at her with complex emotions as he couldn't get angry at her. Instead, he felt amused as he understood the joke but also felt annoyed for some reason, maybe because he was seriously speaking while she interrupted him with a joke.

However, talking with her made him ponder once again.

Could it be that he really thought of her as his daughter?

'No, it's more like she's a female friend to be making jokes like this...'

Davis shook his head, appearing to be exasperated.

Mo Mingzhi rubbed her neck, feeling his grasp linger before she licked her crimson lips.

"That's the first time I said something like that. Did it turn you on?"

Davis ignored her provocation.

"Why are you keeping this up? Even on Earth a decade ago, you were past thirty at that point, and I was practically missing. Just why did you wait for someone like me instead of marrying another man?"

Mo Mingzhi's expression became confused, wondering what he was asking at this point.

Could it be that a simple that she loved him wasn't enough to make him feel convinced?

She bit her lips, pondering really hard to answer his question as she felt like she was attending an interview. Her eyes lit up before she began to answer.

"As mortals in the peaceful world, men must go out and create their value, but women possess value from the moment they are born. All they must do is preserve it by remaining virtuous and feminine, yet for some reason, it seems so hard, harder than a man going out to work and creating his value, sometimes facing life and death even in the process."

"I despised that part as it felt ridiculous, so I remained virtuous to the best of my ability with the wealth you left. No, only with the wealth you left was I was able to protect myself. I needed no man to take care of me but needed love, just from you, who indirectly looked after me. I became an investigator to search for you and find the true reason for my father's death."

"And then, when I finally learned that you were the one who killed my bastard father, I really wanted to hate you, but I couldn't. If I couldn't get myself to hate you, then it means that I love you that much, enough to make myself miserable enough to take drugs. You saw what I had become. If you didn't appear, I might've faltered somewhere and wouldn't have waited, but you did appear, once again cementing my love for you."

Mo Mingzhi's voice became gentle and coy. Her expression was full of love, wanting to let him know how much she loved him as she wrapped her arms around his neck and pursed her lips.

"It's your fault that I've become a woman like this, Davis, so take responsibility."

Davis's brows twitched. She was at a kissing distance that he couldn't help but take a step back while removing her hold from him.

Mo Mingzhi became confused, wondering why he was so adamant when she was practically throwing herself to him when she suddenly saw him turn around and leave.

"The conversation is over. There's isn't anything more to talk with you."

Mo Mingzhi's mouth went agape. Her body began to tremble before anger became visible on her face.

"Tian Long, you bastard! A beautiful and devoted woman is throwing herself to you, and you act like you don't want it!"

Davis turned back as he gawked. Did she just call herself devoted?

"Can't you see that I don't want you?"

Mo Mingzhi increasingly trembled. She bit her lips as he eyes began to moist at a rapid pace when she suddenly took out a silver knife that had its edge looking deadly sharp.

"Fine, if you don't want me, then I don't want this life you have given me either!"

She screamed and pointed the knife at her forehead, both of her palms trembling as she held the knife with intense emotions flooding her mind.

"Hmph, go ahead."

Davis smirked, his expression having a hint of ridicule as if he was daring her.

Mo Mingzhi's body shook as she felt hurt. It was as if though he really didn't care about her, making her feel worse by the second that she could no longer take it. Her eyes shed more tears when she suddenly stabbed her forehead, the tip of the sharp blade almost sinking into her skull right in front of his eyes before it stopped.

Blood trickled from her forehead, trickling down her nose before it fell off her chin and splattered on the floor.

Davis had his hands reached out towards her, stopping her from stabbing in too deep with his soul force. His brows twitched as he realized that this woman... she wasn't playing around!!!

It was just as Isabella said. This woman didn't hesitate to die or kill herself for him, making him feel inevitably moved on top of her shedding tears because it was as if she was crying tears of blood from the injury on her forehead, making him feel a soft change in his heart.

"You crazy woman, what the hell is wrong with you? You know I couldn't be indifferent about you, so you're taking advantage of it like a scheming woman."

Despite his words, he spoke gently.

"So what?" Mo Mingzhi trembled as she sniffled, "Doesn't this world follow the rule of the survival of the fittest? If I can't obtain what I want, then I deserve to die! Wahhh!~~~"

Davis was utterly flabbergasted as he saw her began to miserably cry that he didn't know what to do.

She was crazy, and her thoughts were a bit extreme. She didn't accept his rejection and didn't take it well a second time, really resorting to suicide. At this point, she appeared to be nothing more than a spoiled brat wanting to obtain the thing she desired, but a spoiled brat wouldn't go far as to kill herself!

Davis took the knife from her hand and threw it away to the side. He looked at her, waiting for her to calm down. A minute later, Mo Mingzhi had her emotions calmed down. She had also wiped her tears, appearing like a precious treasure that needed to be safeguarded.

"All it takes is one wrong partner, and your life is ruined. Then you'll spend the rest of your days in regret and displeasure. You can never go back, Mingzhi."

Davis sincerely warned.

He still had no romantic feelings, but it would be a lie to say that he wasn't attracted. She was an oriental beauty he would've craved to obtain if he hadn't married and had so many commitments. Like Evelynn, she was just his type.

"I'm prepared for it..." Mo Mingzhi sniffled as her bosoms shook, "Try me..."

Davis's eyes shook as he saw her sweet expression that appeared precious to him.

When he said that Mo Mingzhi might be a modern woman to Isabella, he knew he was just kidding himself. A woman who waited and kept her innocence for him that long definitely wouldn't be a modern woman. He was trying to ignore her because he was afraid, really afraid that he would end up making her his woman, but then would he love her for who she truly was or invoke a wrong sense of pleasure because she is his hateful yet dead nemesis's daughter?

Or, even worse, treat her as his sex slave like he initially looked at her to be before he turned good because of the same woman?

This woman was his separation point with his dark history and everything evil he could've ever imagined. He was twenty around years old at that point, severely depressed, insane and hateful. It was a miracle that he was able to keep himself from doing evil deeds while having Fallen Heaven, and he had this woman, no, that little Mingzhi to thank for that.

Her soft, childish, and heart-wrenching voice of grieving her father's death had unwittingly saved him, and now, he was going to make her his woman? What difference was that between making her his slave in the beginning and making her his woman now?

"No..."

Davis shook his head.

"..."

"Why...?"

Mo Mingzhi's lips upturned as her eyes teared up heavily, seemingly about to cry again. Her love that had changed to unrequited feelings by his answer was just too much for her to bear that she felt a pang of pain in her heart.

"Because you're special to me..."

Mo Mingzhi's expression slowly froze. Her body that kept shaking no longer trembled, but the tears that gathered in her eyes fell silently.

"Eh?"

A sound of confusion echoed after a few seconds.

"I don't know...' Davis kept shaking his head, "I refuse to accept you as my daughter, and I had never once thought of you like that. Maybe I just feel immense gratitude or respect towards you that I didn't want to taint you. You.. you are just... special somehow, in a way that I can't describe..."

Davis stopped shaking his head, abruptly turning around before walking away.

*Creak!~*

The door opened and closed shut, leaving a dumbfounded Mo Mingzhi staring at the door in utter disbelief all alone. She just stared, kept staring, unable to take her gaze off that door, all the while silently shedding tears before she began to giggle slowly.

"Heh... Hehe... Hehehe~"

"I'm special...?"

She foolishly laughed, her laughter periodically echoing in intervals as if she found this extremely funny.

Special? Gratitude? Respect? Didn't want to taint her?

These were the reason that he didn't accept her?

Her body abruptly began to tremble before she could no longer suppress her soaring emotions. Her lowered head suddenly shot up to the ceiling as she shrieked.

"Tian Long, you coward!!! Obediently make me your woman, you dumbass! I don't want to be your special! I want to be your wife!!! Your wife!!!"

She repeated twice, screaming as if she wanted the whole imperial castle to hear her, but unfortunately, her voice was trapped inside the room, leaving her gasping from breath from all the roller coaster of emotions she experienced today.

Her ample assets heavily shook as she took deep breaths. Once she calmed down, a smile slowly appeared on her crimson lips.

"Special? Then I'll just have to capitalize on that free real estate in his heart..."

She lowered her head, looking crazy, "Don't think you can escape from me, you idiot. I'm going to eventually make you fall for me."