"I'm not crazy." He lifted his gaze towards the Netherworld King. "Father, this marriage, I must divorce."
"I've already allowed you to live separately from the Ninth Princess Consort, haven't I? What more do you want?!" The Netherworld King fumed with anger. "Maintaining the nominal relationship of husband and wife is enough."
"Father," Ji Ling spoke, "He must have another woman, which is why he's asking for a divorce so soon after the wedding. You can't agree to this."
"Is that so?" the Netherworld King asked.
"It isn't," the Ninth Prince denied. "Recently, I can't stop thinking about Yue'er. She's angry at me for marrying someone else, and it pains me deeply. No matter what, Father, this marriage must be ended."
"After so many years, why can't you let go?!" The Netherworld King slammed his fist on the table in fury. "How dare you bring up that woman Lin Yue'er to me? Because of this, your Seventh Brother went to the mortal world. What else do you want?!"
