Having said that, Chen Yu felt like dying right then and there. Admitting that he was somewhat lacking in front of an old timer was even more damaging than getting stabbed. But in order to get the virility pills, this was the only desperate measure left to him.
King Guhe Pill frowned as he looked him up and down. "With your vital energy so robust, you don't look like a man who's lacking. Could you be impotent from birth?"
With a twitch of his lips, he muttered a sigh to himself, "Alas, the White-Clothed Immortal King misjudged! After waiting several thousand years, she ends up finding a good-for-nothing like this. Hopeless."
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