"Serves you right! That's what you get for bringing disaster upon yourself!"
Seeing Little Jiu suffer, Sword Douluo was in high spirits.
Little Jiu rolled his eyes. "Hurry home and wash your angel wife's feet. Be careful not to get beaten if you're late!"
Sword Douluo immediately bristled. His painstakingly cultivated image as a swordsman collapsed as he roared, "Why would this old man wash a woman's feet? What a joke!"
Bang!
The moment he finished speaking, the female angel sent him flying with a slap. She snorted.
"What's wrong with women? Put on airs after you can beat me. In the Angel Clan, women are in charge! Behave yourself, or I'll deal with you."
With that, she dragged Sword Douluo home for some ideological education.
Sword Douluo was humiliated and furious, screaming, "Little Jiu, I'm not done with you!"
When Ghost Douluo saw Sword Douluo in such a miserable state, he immediately smiled and said to his wife.
"Washing feet is nothing. As men, we must bravely face any challenge. With such a beautiful wife, I'd do whatever she asked!"
Shameless! Demon Subduing Douluo and Thousand Jun Douluo cursed inwardly.
"Right, right, Brother Ghost is right. We're not afraid of our wives—we love our wives!"
Ghost Leopard Douluo nodded fervently. He had completely accepted it by now. Even Ghost Douluo and Sword Douluo, both gods, got disciplined this badly.
As a mere Titled Douluo, he should just accept his fate. At least his wife was a god—he could brag about that for the rest of his life!
"Grandpa Jian is so pitiful! Ninth Brother, can't you stop bullying him?" Ning Rongrong glared at Little Jiu.
"Why should I listen to you?" Little Jiu rolled his eyes.
"Hmph, you big pervert! You even did that to me... hmph!" Ning Rongrong's