Wandering the Lower Realm

The Sagittarius Great Emperor also gave an awkward laugh.

Then he looked up at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle, and said with melancholy, "Why am I so handsome, yet losing hair?"

Beibei shook her head and smiled, "Not handsome at all, narcissist."

The Sagittarius Great Emperor was still somewhat handsome, though not quite matching Ling Yun. He had the look of a middle-aged man, a mature uncle.

Long Yanran tapped her head, signaling the three of them not to make a disorderly fuss.

Ling Yun was busy negotiating, no time!

The little one had a doubt in her heart, "Big sister, why is he bald, yet still keeping the hair on the edges? Wouldn't it be better to be a bald donkey?"

An Qing and Long Yanran, who was drinking water, also had doubts. Even a completely bald head looked much better than his current hairstyle; didn't he look in the mirror?

Beibei's eyes rolled around, and after a moment, she replied with a straight face, "Amitabha, welcome everyone to tune in to Old Beibei's lecture..."

"Pfft! Cough, cough... Sorry..." Long Yanran spat out her water.

An Qing began to cover her mouth...

The little one was listening attentively...

Everyone else looked over too...

Beibei glared at Long Yanran, failing to notice that everyone was watching her.

Like a professional, she rubbed the little one's head and continued, "In the eyes of non-bald people, a small volume of hair is roughly equivalent to being bald. But in the eyes of bald people, as long as there is any, it equals not being bald. That circle isn't hair; it's the last stubbornness of a bald man."

The answer was just as Beibei said; the Sagittarius Great Emperor thought precisely like that.

"Haha!"

"I can't take it, my stomach hurts!" Long