The woman looked at Mr. A, raised her hand, then hesitated.
Under Mr. A's gaze, she grasped his hand and pressed it against her own. "Is it dangerous?"
Mr. A froze for a moment. With his current independent personality, he actually did not possess emotions such as "caring" or "being cared for."
His concern for Lin Qi stemmed from the need to protect his own interests, not from any genuine sense that he and Lin Qi were close or well-matched.
As an evolved immortal organism whose purpose was to continuously grow stronger, along with its hidden objective, he did not possess such things.
He was extremely selfish.
But as he felt the warmth of the woman's palm and saw the concern in her eyes, though her gaze darted away slightly, Mr. A's smile became more natural.
He raised his hand and grasped hers in return. "Don't worry. I've prepared thoroughly for this day, and Mr. Lin Qi has given me some help as well. I hold an absolute advantage."
"This battle will be as simple and easy as... a father beating his child."
The woman's expression relaxed a little. "I'm not trying to increase your psychological burden. I just want to tell you that no matter what you become, you have us. Your family will always support you."
It was rare for Mr. A to take the initiative at night and suggest exchanging bodily fluids with his wife. In fact, they had not done it for a very long time.
About three to four years.
It was not that his desire had declined. Rather, when he had still been human, he had not had many urges left to spare for his wife.
Work was not easy. It left people exhausted and made them need greater stimulation before they could regain