Young Master Is Being Jealous Again!
Chapter 358 Ruanruan: I want the submission of the Rasambo Family

Chapter 358: Chapter 358 Ruanruan: I want the submission of the Rasambo Family

Donald’s gaze swept towards Nicholas in his hands, his handsome face was solemn: "I have lived for thousands of years and have never made a covenant with a human. You are the first."

Nicholas sneered: "Should I feel honored?"

Donald nodded solemnly: "Indeed, you should. You are worthless in my eyes. You should be grateful for the protection of the Eastern God."

Huo Yirong approached Qin Ruan and asked in a low voice, "Sister, is the Eastern God that Donald was talking about you?"

Qin Ruan is indeed a Demi-God Body, but still not quite up to god status.

This life, she, like any other normal person, is bound to age and die.

Qin Ruan’s eyes dropped, her voice cold: "He’s probably gone blind. There are so many heavenly masters in our country, so are they all gods?"

She felt that Donald was overvaluing her status.

Huo Yirong leaned in, his gaze fixed on Qin Ruan’s face full of disgust, doubt filling his eyes.

The woman beside him was enshrouded in an aura of mystery, and he couldn’t grasp her.

Qin Ruan was beyond anyone’s control. Now, she was his wife and they had a child in their midst, but she seemed to be able to detach herself at any moment.

"By the power that all gods grant, I, Donald Rasambo, and Nicholas Bolin, form a life blood pact today. By my blood and our souls, and your loyal heart, I grant you eternal life. You may not betray me for your entire life. This contract is set, to accompany each other for life, and to follow for all eternity."

Donald began the blood pact ceremony.

He and Nicholas were shrouded in a thick black mist, which spread a decaying aroma.

After a while, a faint smell of blood rose.

"The pact is formed!"

With Donald’s announcement, the thick black mist that was covering him and Nicholas dissipated.

Nicholas was still pale, but his aura had changed, and he no longer looked weak.

Huo Yirong walked up, patted Nicholas on the shoulder, and congratulated him with a grin: "Brother, congratulations on your never-ending life."

Nicholas touched his neck, which Donald had bitten once again when the pledge was signed, and glanced coldly at Huo Yirong: "Want to be given that by me?"

Huo Yirong’s laughter was fox-like, he scoffed: "I’m not fortunate enough to bear that."

Donald, gazing intently at Yirong’s hand resting on Nicholas’s shoulder, said gravely: "If you wish, I can make an exception, once again."

Huo Yirong took his hand back from Nicholas’s shoulder, his gaze pumping with arrogance, looked coldly at Donald.

"If I agreed, would you dare to make a move on me?"

Disdain, laced with provocative overtones.

Donald gave Huo Yirong a once-over, and stated in a low voice: "It’s not that I don’t dare, it’s that I can’t."

Huo Yirong’s lips curled into a wicked grin: "Since you showed some self-awareness, you shouldn’t make misleading statements."

Donald smiled faintly and made no attempt to rebut.

He looked towards Qin Ruan, slightly bowed, and respectfully said: "Madam Huo, my mother fell asleep without any warning thirty years ago and has not woken up since. As the current Ghost King of the Rasambo Blood Clan, I sincerely invite you to visit our family and check on my mother."

Qin Ruan’s eyes were tranquil like a serene ancient well.

After a while, a playful smile appeared on her lips: "When should I go?"

Donald: "The sooner, the better."

Qin Ruan looked up at Huo Yirong.

He chuckled and declined Donald once again: "It’s not possible recently. You know well that my wife is pregnant. The first three months of pregnancy are dangerous, and the slightest negligence can lead to accidents."

Donald frowned in displeasure: "Leslie is three months pregnant, and she’s fine."

Leslie and Nicholas came to the Capital City together, enduring a flight of more than ten hours, and nothing dangerous happened.

Donald believed that Huo Yirong was blocking Qin Ruan on purpose.

Yirong looked tenderly at Qin Ruan’s belly, and asked Donald: "If something happened to the child either on the way to the US or in the US, would you be willing to take all the responsibility?"

Donald was outraged: "That’s absurd!"

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

Huo Yirong, standing beside them, clapped and laughed: "Good, you even know the phrase ’fallacious arguments’. As you said earlier, you’ve read ancient Eastern books, I believe you now."

Donald didn’t care whether he believed it or not. His face turned a bright crimson with anger, as if he wanted to kill someone.

Seeing this, Qin Ruan couldn’t help but let out a small laugh, insincerely saying: "I’m sorry, I can’t travel to the US with you in the near future."

"Are you playing with me?!" Donald was furious, his deep blue eyes tinged with a blood-red light.

He had come to negotiate with sincerity, only to be met with such a non-committal response. It was inevitable that he’d be furious.

Qin Ruan’s face grew stern and she said in a deep voice: "I will not put my child in any danger for your sake. If it’s convenient, you can bring your mother here."

A thoughtful expression appeared on Donald’s face as he seriously considered Qin Ruan’s proposition.

After a while, he nodded: "Alright, I’ll go back to the US and arrange everything. We’ll bring my mother here as soon as possible."

His mother is not in hibernation, but for some unknown reason, she is in a deep sleep.

After thirty years, he couldn’t wait any longer.

His body could not withstand the powerful supernature, he had to rely on Nicholas’s blood to rebuild his physical body, and nothing could derail this.

If his mother woke up, he could start reshaping his new body with peace of mind.

Qin Ruan yawned widely, and Huo Yirong, noticing, coldly ordered Donald to leave: "In the next few days, I don’t want to see you again, leave."

Donald raised an eyebrow, defiantly saying: "I believe it won’t be long before we meet again."

Huo Yirong gave Donald a smirk, his cold gaze directed at him: "I hope you have the same confidence at that time."

Donald, ignoring his threat, picked up Nicholas and turned to leave.

After they left, Huo Qiang, Huo Chuan, Huo Zhi and others immediately rushed into the room.

Huo Yirong released Qin Ruan, looked at her with a frown questioning why did she agree to Donald’s request.

Qin Ruan had agreed too quickly, and he had no chance to object

She had accepted Donald’s request and now, the Huo family couldn’t isolate itself from the situation.

The Rasambo Blood Clan had always been closely monitored by the upper echelons of the US, any changes within the family were reported back by their hidden forces.

Once they got involved with the Western powers, the turmoil it would cause within the Cabinet would be a headache for his grandfather and father.

Qin Ruan belatedly realized that she had forgotten to consider the Huo Family in her planning.

Her tiredness faded, and with a hint of anxiety, she asked: "Are you angry?"

Yirong reached up to smooth his throbbing forehead, soothing Qin Ruan in a gentle voice: "I’m not angry. I just want to know why you agreed to Donald’s request. You should know that even if you didn’t agree, he wouldn’t dare to do anything to you."

Qin Ruan frowned, petulantly replying: "Since he dared to threaten me, I will make the entire Rasambo family submit to me."

Huo Yirong, who had been waiting for Qin Ruan’s reply, grimaced for a moment.

Her words were too presumptuous and too arrogant.