Gulp!
The man at the head of the group nervously swallowed. Suddenly, he wondered if he shouldn't have said anything about this just now.
Why did he feel... that the Saint Son was looking at him strangely?
It was almost as if...
Chen Changan was clearly only in the early stage of the Sacred God Realm, yet the pressure he gave off was overwhelming.
Even at the Peak Ancestor God level, he couldn't withstand Chen Changan's direct gaze.
"Saint Son, you can rest assured. Absolutely rest assured."
"I have no improper intentions whatsoever."
"Now that Yu Nian Nian is carrying the Saint Son's child, she is the Holy Mother."
"How would I dare act out of line?"
"C-could you stop looking at me like that?"
"I can't help feeling you're up to no good."
Hearing this, Chen Changan smiled brightly and said, "You've misunderstood. How could I possibly be up to no good?"
"Don't worry, I absolutely won't castrate you."
"After all, you're already at the Peak Ancestor God level. Even if I castrated you, you'd have a way to recover."
"I would never do such a thing."
"Of course, if I wanted to, I could use the Destructive Power together with the Power of Death to the utmost and make it impossible for you to recover."
"But am I that kind of person?"
"Do you think I would do something like that?"
"I wouldn't. Absolutely not."
"I'm a gentleman through and through."
"I'm sure you are too, right?"
Chen Changan's smile was as warm as a spring breeze, and his words seemed perfectly calm and amicable.
But only a fool wouldn't hear the threat in every sentence.
"Exactly, exactly. The Saint Son is right."
"We're all gentlemen. You are, and so am I."
"There's no doubt about that."
"Good.