The Almighty Dragon General

Chapter 6150
Truett was momentarily stunned, then he raised his head and smiled. "I come from the Jademora Empire, and I'm a human."
"Jademora Empire?" sneered Cerise coldly. "What an insignificant sect. I've never heard of it, but being born into the Human Race is indeed rare."
She scrutinized Truett and continued, "On what grounds do you wish to marry my daughter?"
"Based on our shared experiences of life and death in the Forladtt Land," replied Truett calmly. "I love her, she loves me, and our fates are intertwined."
"My daughter is the lustus Sect's saintess," said Cerise arrogantly. "You’re an unnamed individual. Are you worthy of her?"
At these words, Xitlaly, who was standing nearby, became anxious. Just as she was about to speak, Truett halted her with a glance.
Then, Truett raised his head and smiled. "Senior, as my father taught me, a hero does not ask for origins, nor does he mock the poor. I can die for Xitlaly. That's my confidence."

"Very well!" Cerise laughed out of anger. "Bring a glass of SoulRot Wine!"
Hearing this, Xitlaly became panicked. "What are you doing, Mom?"
"Isn't he willing to die for you?” taunted Cerise. "I'd like to see if he dares to die for you indeed."
Xitlaly was about to argue but was stopped by Truett grabbing her.
Before long, a maid dressed in a snow-white robe with a veil covering her face brought a glass of sparkling red wine to Truett.
"Drink it, and I’ll believe that you truly love my daughter. Then, I'll agree to this marriage," commanded Cerise.
Truett smiled faintly, picked up the cup of shimmering red wine, and was about to drink it when Xitlaly snatched it away from him.
"Darling, the SoulRot Wine is a secret concoction of our lustus Sect. Regardless of one's cultivation base, once consumed, it will shred one's liver and guts, even scatter one's soul."
"I trust you, so I naturally trust your mother too." Truett nodded with a smile.
"Wait!" Xitlaly stopped Truett again. Then, she looked at Cerise. "I want a glass too. If it’s truly SoulRot Wine, then let US both perish together."
Hearing this, Cerise clenched her fists slowly. "Alright, Xitlaly Blair. You're truly my good daughter. Bring her a glass too."
The maid waved a hand, and another glass of sparkling red wine appeared on the tray.
Xitlaly took it and glanced at Cerise's expression. Then, she swapped her glass with Truett’s directly. She believed that even if her mother wanted to harm Truett, she would not harm her own daughter. Everything would be resolved by giving Truett her glass.
So, she raised her glass without waiting for Truett to speak. "Darling, my father is guarding the southern region of the lustus Sect and shouldn't be able to rush back for the time being. I heard that my master is in seclusion and shouldn’t come out either. Now, let's drink it together in front of my mother. I'll not marry anyone other than you. For all eternity, without contradiction."