Shanala chuckled softly, tracing circles on his chest with her fingertips. "It's not that I don't believe you."
Then she lowered her voice. "It's just that there are clearly better options for something like this. Why take the risk? Wood Elves don't lack female professionals."
Wu Heng's palm slid along her supple waist and beneath her nightgown, supporting the heavy fullness of her breasts. "Your plan has a fatal flaw."
"Hmm?" Shanala deliberately thrust out her chest, exposing more skin beneath her nightgown.
She did want to hear what flaw this plan had.
"Wood Elves and Treasure Island are long-term partners." Wu Heng brushed his thumb across the peak, admiring Shanala's restless squirming. "High-level professionals will keep coming in the future. Can you guarantee the Wood Elves can send that many high-level female professionals?"
After a brief pause, he continued, "Even if they can, my body can't take it."
Sitting astride his waist, Shanala leaned forward slightly and said softly, "Severed limbs can regrow, and we never said we disagreed. What are you afraid of?"
"I'm not afraid. I'm worried the Wood Elves won't have enough." Wu Heng smiled.
Shanala's expression turned serious. "Actually, when Madam Granda made the suggestion, I noticed the problem. It just wasn't appropriate to bring it up then."
Wu Heng raised an eyebrow. "What problem?"
"The Association, the Church, even the Serpent Emblem Conglomerate and the Endless Desert—who do you think would tolerate you mass-producing heroes?" Shanala asked sternly.
Wu Heng's gaze sharpened.
"At most, you can train one more batch." Shanala raised a finger. "If you really do this, those factions will definitely join forces to pressure you."
She smiled after saying that and continued, "Do you really think you can create heroes endlessly, without any restrictions?"
Wu Heng fell into thought, his fingers