Chapter 1922
"Are you praising my looks?" Persephone asked.
Morpheus remained silent and just ruffled her hair gently.
"But I'm your wife, right? How could she let a married woman..."
"These things are common here," Morpheus said casually. "Husbands accumulate gambling debts, and wives sell themselves to pay them off. It's a routine occurrence."
"But didn't you say you'd protect me?"
"That was under the premise that I'm alive." His voice grew deeper, his expression more serious. "But in those lawless underground rings, anything can happen. Everyone signs a life-or-death contract. Even death in those fights is deemed deserved!"
Persephone halted, staring at him blankly.
Morpheus paused when he noticed the coldness and tremors in her hand. Her pretty face paled with fear, too.
He frowned slightly and pulled her into his arms. He alertly scanned around, then led her to blend into the crowd swiftly with their heads down.
"Morpheus, I..." Persephone's voice trembled.
"I was talking about the w
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