Chapter 1235: Am I asking if I look good?
"Beautiful!"
Carson Flores’s mood relaxed after experiencing an emotional rollercoaster.
Cristopher Hopkins was still the person he knew, who hadn’t turned a blind face.
The statuses of the two were extremely unequal, an exalted Immortal and an ordinary Cultivator. In the eyes of an Immortal, ordinary Cultivators were really like ants.
Even the strongest Cultivator was nothing more than a slave in the eyes of an Immortal. Weren’t all the Immortal Slaves commanded by Maggie Fitzgerald once considered prodigies of their time?
Although Carson Flores was a Human Emperor, to Cristopher Hopkins, he was, for the moment, merely a slightly stronger and more promising ant. Crushing him would be as easy as lifting a finger.
For something as intimate as being seen naked to befall someone of her status could lead to world-shattering consequences, rivers of blood. But she gave herself a fright, then lightly let it pass; indeed, Carson was lucky.
Carson also understood what she said afterward. If this matter leaked, whether it was her family or potential suitors, they would indeed kill him to protect her reputation.
As for the two choices she offered him, Carson didn’t take them seriously, but he wondered, if he cowardly or excitedly agreed to marry her and break ties with his wife, what would then await him?