Seeing this, the little girl could only reach out in disdain and pinch the little boy's philtrum. "Look at how pathetic you are."
"The three slots Father set back then really were already the limit."
The little boy slapped her hand aside, sat up, and said dejectedly, "You knew that, yet you still did this?"
"You're obviously setting your own brother up!"
The little girl smacked the little boy on the head, planted her hands on her hips, and scolded, "Remember, I'm the older sister and you're the younger brother."
"Even if someone's being set up, it's the younger brother, not the older brother!"
With a haughty snort, the little girl continued, "Besides, Father only set three slots back then because he had no other choice."
"Do you know how little the Immortal Herbs in the back mountain produced back then, compared to now?"
"You're Divine Might's chief steward, responsible for coordinating all resources. Don't tell me you didn't know that."
"Not only can we easily support six great generals, I'd say there wouldn't be much of a problem even if four more came along!"
"Absolutely not!"
When the little boy heard the first half, he thoughtfully felt that the little girl did have a point.
But when he heard the latter half, he finally understood what it meant to be terrified.
He did not even know what to do with these three extra ones. If another four came, could they still live like this?
Hearing the little boy's cry, the little girl merely gave a disdainful snort and turned her head away.
However, the two had been together for tens of thousands of years, so the little boy naturally understood that the little girl would not act recklessly in this state.
She was merely expressing her dissatisfaction.
Yet the