In the sun-filled room, Lorenzo's couple stood closely in a corner, their backs pressed against the stone wall, gulping their saliva as they looked at a murderous family of three on the other side.
The two adults aside, the beastman child surprisingly also possessed extremely powerful coercive pressure, making it impossible for them to breathe.
Siley knelt prostrate on the ground, sweat pouring out, flowing down to form a puddle on the ground.
The family of three stared intently at the purple snake tattoo coiling around the vine cluster proudly present right on the silver-haired young man's collarbone, then stared intently at the white snake wrapping around the sword on their youngest son's eggshell, feeling their chests choking on a breath unable to breathe.
Mate contract, furthermore it was the Supreme Mate Contract!
The space around the three people suddenly distorted.
