Wang Zhan shook his head with a smile and said, "This little guy is much fiercer than a cat. Be careful not to let his claws scratch your face, or you'll be disfigured."
"In the future, it will be even harder to get married."
Upon hearing this, Luo Xue was startled and quickly backed away.
Meanwhile, Xiang Tian clutched his belly and laughed, pointing at Luo Xue, "Do you really think that even if the baby Fire Qilin doesn't scratch your face, you'll still get married?"
"You..."
Embarrassed, Luo Xue pointed at him and then lunged at Xiang Tian.
Watching the two frolic like children, Wang Zhan shook his head helplessly and looked at the Sword Spirit beside him, then said, "Tell me, with these two around, when will I ever get a break?"
The Sword Spirit laughed, "Perhaps this is a good thing."
"For millions of years on the Star War Battlefield, I've seen only darkness, schemes, betrayal among friends, bloody tragedy among family, and the ugliness of human nature."
