“No…” Yvette trembled and furiously shook her head as tears kept falling. She then yelled at the New World Emperor, “Darryl can’t die! He isn’t dead!”

“Yvette!”

The New World Emperor did not pity her one bit and coldly said, “I take my words seriously. Darryl is truly dead since I’ve announced it in front of all the Nine Mainland’s cultivators, so put away all your fantasies!”

He then pointed at Matteo and the others in front. “Today, you have to pick one among the five of them!”

It was full of authority and without any room for doubts when he said the last sentence!

He held such a huge event that attracted many cultivators from the Nine Mainland For his daughter’s happiness. It would be an embarrassment for the New World Royals were she to not pick anyone in the end—they would be the butt of the joke throughout the Nine Mainland.

She had to pick one among the five of them as the Prince Consort no matter what!

“I…”

Yvette bit her lip hard as she swept a glance across Matteo, K