"Alright, let's focus on what's important! He doesn't have the right... equipment to give birth. If we delay any longer, he's going to be permanently damaged!"
Just as the Pig Emperor was about to say something more, Mo Qi pointed at Nangong An, who was already rolling on the ground in agony, and said with a straight face.
'Tch, as if you care whether this old geezer gets crippled or not.'
The Pig Emperor pursed its lips and thought to itself, but didn't say it out loud.
"Hey, nephew, think you can let go of me now?" Mo Qi asked with a smile, patting the shoulder of the panic-stricken Li Yuanhao.
Far from letting go, Li Yuanhao clamped onto both of Mo Qi's legs, one with each arm, wedged his head between them, and shook it back and forth violently.
This...
Mo Qi didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
'Are you still the same domineering Young Prince of the Kaosan?'
'If anyone from the Imperial City saw this, wouldn't their eyes pop out of their sockets?'
