C599 Tyrant Soul Blending

Qin Zheng turned to look at Su Mo, his lips curled up: "Where's the wager?"

Su Mo was immediately stuck. Was there still any chance of winning?

"Your Majesty, what do you want?"

Qin Zheng stared straight at Su Mo. "I want you."

Su Mo: "... This humble subject belongs to Your Majesty already. "

"I want you to be willing."

Su Mo was shocked