"Frostine, Frostine!" "How are you doing?" Two Undead Kings dragged Frostine. Her clothes torn and tattered, her hair disheveled, and her body still covered in blood, it gave her the appearance of a long-term prisoner. She didn't say anything. Alex, on the other hand, could see that she was still alive, albeit unconscious. Remembering how Frostine defended herself and treated her, Alex's eyes were red, and he felt his heart ache. "What did you guys do to her?" "It's not really about what happened, but what's going to happen to her if you anger me again," the Undead Queen explained. "Undead Queen, you are at least an Undying Clan king, but you employed a method as despicable as kidnapping. Aren’t you ashamed?" Alex roared. The Undead Queen burst out laughing. "You don't have to provoke me, Alex! In the eyes of you humans, my Undying Clan has always been a bad thing. Do you think I care about my reputation? What difference does it make if I'm a b*tch? Are you ready to b
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