Han Yue was the only one among the four who was overly excited, while Wusha's pouty expression looked truly aggrieved. She could tolerate anything else, but her rear end concerned the dignity of the Tiger Demon Clan; it was also a sacred sanctuary that a generation of peak monarchs had sworn to defend with their lives.
*Yet, at this moment, I absolutely cannot suppress Li Lanhao; instead, I must support him. Otherwise, this king will suffer a total defeat. Oh well, whatever. Since that stinky scoundrel has already done things like spanking my rear, I will make a mental note of this for now.*
Poseibei wore a wretched and gloomy expression. What about doing laundry and cooking? What about the terrifying might of a Peak Tianwu Emperor? What about Xuer being well-built and bringing such fortune, delivering two babies in a single litter? Still, she had to admit that when it came to sheer beauty, her own Xuer fell far, far short of the white-haired woman!
Chapter 468