Prince and I in Desert Island

"We understand Uncle Yan Huang, but we are still willing to stay with him!" Wang Yao and Linda said in unison.    

    

"Brat, I don't know where you are, but you actually made my two precious nieces look so highly upon you. I don't care how you captured their heart, even if you used deceit to steal, I will not pursue it. But boy, listen up, you're a man, and a man with a wife. "Your appearance can't be changed …" The Red Haired Ghost King looked at me helplessly and said.    

    

Am I that ugly when I faint? Looking at the look of disdain on his face, I started to doubt life a little.    

    

"But you should improve your strength. You shouldn't be so ambitious. All you know is that it's a pretty boy's thing to flirt with girls. A real man should protect his woman. Not only should he protect his own woman, he must also live. Can you do it? " The red-furred ghost king said in a serious tone.    

    

"I can …" I looked at the Red Haired King and said sincerely.    

    

"Do you think I would believe you if you told me? "A person who promises others without a brain is usually unreliable," the red-haired ghost king said as he looked at me.    

    

"I'm dizzy, then what do you want me to do? "What do we do?" I helplessly suddenly thought of the current very popular lyrics.    

    

"Tyrant White Marten, that piece of trash is outside right now. Prove it to me," the red-furred ghost king said, looking at me with a provocative expression.    

    

"Do you want me to learn Fist Arts from Tyrant White Marten?" I looked at the Red Haired King in confusion.    

    

"Idiot, if you were to be learnt from him, you would only end up like him. I want you to fight him one-on-one." The red-furred Ghost King looked at me with disdain as he spoke.    

    

"One on one with him? "He's my brother! I won't do anything to him!" I coldly said. I wanted to prove myself, but I also wanted to prove to the Red Haired King that I'm not trash. But I can't do it to my brother.    

    

"It's not like I'm asking you to kill him. Are you afraid? If you can't even beat scum like Tyrant White Marten, how are you going to protect them? Are you going to use your mouth? " The red-haired ghost king looked at me and said.    

    

"I'm not afraid. A gentleman can do whatever he wants. I won't make a move against my brother just to prove myself." I looked at the Red-Haired Ghost King and said resolutely.    

    

"Tyrant's White Marten only admires those who are stronger than it, such as me. If you want him to approve of you as the head of the Miller family, you have to beat him down. You don't want Tyrant White Marten to approve you as the head of the Miller family because of your brotherly relationship, do you? " The red-haired ghost king looked at me in disbelief as he asked.    

    

Indeed, I had thought that the Red-haired King was the uncle of Wang Yao and Linda, and that he would acknowledge me as the head of the Miller family on account of Wang Yao and Linda. And the tyrant, the white marten, is my brother, and I don't think he will object to my decision.    

    

To put it bluntly, it's a kinship kidnapping. I thought that as the leader of Miller Corps, everyone in Miller Corps would listen to Wang Yao's orders. As long as Wang Yao agreed to it, no one would stand out to oppose her.    

    

But is there no one who disagrees with them? Do they really agree that I am the head of the Miller family? If a lot of people are not convinced, they don't agree with me. I'm not popular, so how can I manage them well enough to revitalize the Miller family?    

    

"Since you want all of you to be convinced, do you want to pass your test as well?" "I know that I need your permission to be the head of the Miller family," I said, looking at the Red-haired King.    

    

"If you want to use your strength to subdue me, you'll never be able to. Besides, my two nieces chose you, so naturally, I won't make things difficult for you," the red-haired Ghost King said as he looked at me.