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It\'s been many years since he played the role of a villain; it\'s a bit shameful.

Looking at the hundreds of people kneeling before him, Ye Hua suddenly felt a sense of satisfaction. He wanted to snap his fingers and turn them into crimson foam, floating in the air.

That feeling must be exhilarating, truly beyond ordinary pleasure.

Ye Hua\'s thoughts suddenly returned to the past, to the chaotic state of indiscriminate killing of the innocent.

But he quickly adjusted. That was in the past; he has already turned over a new leaf.

\'But wait, wasn\'t it supposed to be the Death Mage\'s turn to take the stage? Where is he?

He couldn\'t be asleep, could he, that foolish fellow?\'

However, the current Death Mage wasn\'t asleep; he was kneeling on the ground, trembling in fear.

Because in front of him stood two women, esteemed ladies!!!

\'Oh, dear! It\'s going to be exposed. The esteemed ladies have arrived!!!\'

Qing Ya and Donghuang Baizhi finally couldn\'t take it anymore. Their man came and went at odd hours. Could it be that he\'s imitating others by keeping a mistress outside?

After observing for these few days, they found out the Death Mage was the same. So, they followed him.

Ye Hua didn\'t notice, but they saw the Death Mage.

"Where is your lord?" Qing Ya asked sternly.

The Death Mage was about to wet himself. \'Do I have to spill the beans? Is Your Honor currently playing the role of a villain? How awkward!\'

"Jejeje."

Donghuang Baizhi rolled her eyes. "Speak in human language."

"Jejejeje."

Imperial Translation: "Esteemed lady, I can\'t speak human language."

Qing Ya and Donghuang Baizhi naturally knew the Death Mage couldn\'t speak human language.

But now, they were more curious about where Ye Hua had gone. He made it all mysterious, definitely not doing anything good.

\'This scoundrel bullied us at night, made us work during the day, and now he\'s swaggering around outside. It\'s truly infuriating.\'

He doesn\'t care about his wives at all; they\'re on the verge of tears.

"Quickly, tell us, use your phone to type," Donghuang Baizhi was very angry. These two were definitely covering for each other.The Death Mage dared not speak, keeping his head down and remaining silent, unwilling to betray his lord even if it cost him his life.

"Qing Ya, there seems to be a village over there," Donghuang Baizhi pointed towards the distance.

Qing Ya looked over and confirmed it. Many people were standing in the square.

"Let\'s go check it out," Qing Ya said in a serious tone.

The Death Mage quickly stood up.

Seeing his reaction, Qing Ya and Donghuang Baizhi became even more curious. Their graceful figures instantly disappeared from the spot.

Meanwhile, on the square, Ye Hua was still showing off.

"You insignificant humans! Becoming my slave is the blessing you earned from your past lives. Don\'t expect anyone to come to your rescue. Even if someone does, I will crush them, then barbecue them on charcoal until they\'re burnt to a crisp, not even fit for dogs to eat."

As Qing Ya and Donghuang Baizhi arrived, they heard this speech. Their beautiful eyes froze; why was there an undead here? Moreover, the way he spoke sounded so much like their man.

Ye Hua felt a moment of unease.

However, the people kneeling on the ground saw two beautiful women appear, and their dim eyes suddenly ignited with hope.

These two beauties were so gorgeous; they must be goddesses, sent by the heavens to rescue them from danger, that\'s why such an arrangement was made.

"Goddess, save us!"

"Goddess, save us, he\'s going to fry us!"

"Sister, save us, he\'s so evil!"

Ye Hua: "..."

Why did his wives appear instead of the Death Mage? This was ruining the act.

They still didn\'t know his true identity; luckily... luckily... they shouldn\'t suspect anything.

"Who are you!" Qing Ya asked in a cold voice, and Donghuang Baizhi watched the skeleton cautiously.

Ye Hua, with his back to his wives, was now thinking of a way to get them to leave. These two women were ruining his good time. Tonight, when he got back, their buttocks would be sore.

Ye Hua slowly turned around, his hollow eye sockets staring at Qing Ya and Donghuang Baizhi. "I am someone you cannot afford to offend!"

Ye Hua, inspired in the moment, decided to play the role and found it quite amusing.

Upon hearing Ye Hua\'s words, Qing Ya and Donghuang Baizhi were both momentarily stunned.

It had been a long time since someone dared to speak to them in such a manner because anyone who dared to do so met an unfortunate end, all eliminated by their own man.

However, today, there was a skeleton daring to utter such words, truly seeking death!

Ye Hua felt uneasy. Qing Ya and Donghuang Baizhi seemed a bit off. \'I didn\'t insult you; is it necessary for you to put on such a sour face?\'

"Say it again and see!" Qing Ya and Donghuang Baizhi descended, glowering at Ye Hua, ready to start a fight at the slightest provocation.

\'Oh my! These two women had inflated egos. How dare they speak to him like this? They truly deserved a good spanking!\'

"You two women, those who know their place should scram! Don\'t disturb me while I\'m here killing people!" Ye Hua sternly ordered, hoping the best outcome would be to scare them away.

Yet, were Qing Ya and Donghuang Baizhi scared off so easily? They had witnessed numerous grand scenes with Ye Hua. This was just a small skeleton being so arrogant; it was an eye-opener.

Confronted by another boastful skeleton, Qing Ya and Donghuang Baizhi were feeling a bit uneasy.

Mainly because they had been living in comfort, and suddenly, a skeleton appeared, being so audacious. They didn\'t know how to react.

"Do you know who I am?" Qing Ya shouted angrily.

Ye Hua almost burst into laughter. Women like them, at crucial moments, had to bring their true selves into the picture.

"I don\'t know," Ye Hua replied casually.

Qing Ya was furious and shouted, "I am..."

Before Qing Ya could finish, Donghuang Baizhi covered Qing Ya\'s small mouth. "Don\'t say it; otherwise, people might think we rely on our man."

Qing Ya was also muddled by anger, habitually bringing out her man, forgetting that she was also a formidable woman.

Ye Hua was indeed holding back his laughter. These two women were so cute.

People talk about the seven-year itch, but what itch? Ye Hua was increasingly fond of them. They were truly mischievous. [The phrase "seven-year itch" is a colloquial expression that refers to a supposed tendency for some people to become restless or dissatisfied with their romantic relationships or marriages around the seven-year mark. It suggests a period of potential difficulty or temptation after seven years of being together.]

\'Today, let\'s tease them a bit.\'

"What are you? Even if you are the wife of the God of Heaven, I would dare to fight you!" Ye Hua was very arrogant. Qing Ya had never seen such arrogance before.

Donghuang Baizhi appeared calm. "If you knew, you definitely wouldn\'t speak such words."

"Hehe, I know your backing is powerful. It must be a handsome and suave man with an imposing demeanour and lofty ambitions. Such excellence is unmatched by anyone," Ye Hua praised himself, looking at the sky at a 45-degree angle, as if lamenting his own excellence.

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