"About My Daughter Being My Biggest Hater..."
Seeing his own daughter's account name, Fang Mo could only take a deep breath and force himself to endure.
Just a few hours ago, he had still been planning Artoria's Knights of the Round Table Martial Gods TV drama. Who would have thought that these bloodthirsty viewers would set their sights directly on him?
"I'm not a hater!"
Upon hearing Fang Mo's complaint, Little Momo immediately raised her head and retorted righteously, "I was clearly just telling the truth... How is that being hateful?"
"The problem is, what daughter goes around telling everyone her dad likes little girls?"
Fang Mo helplessly pressed a hand to his forehead.
"Then what's up with Mom's appearance?" Little Momo immediately questioned. "Mom only looks a tiny bit taller than me, right?"
"Nonsense. How could the feelings between your mom and me be measured by something so shallow?" Fang Mo waved a hand and denied it outright. "Even if she turned into some kind of robot girl, figurine, insect, furry, leather suit, tentacle brother, or Cthulhu... I'd still love her just the same, okay?"
"Wow! That's amazing!"
Yet upon hearing this, Little Momo's face lit up with excitement. "Is this the Dimensional Demon God's view of love? This is incredible... This is exactly the kind of gossip we believers want to hear!"
"I really..."
Unfortunately, unlike his daughter's excitement, Fang Mo only felt a splitting headache.
He had the feeling that he had ruined this account himself. In a daze, he seemed to return to the days when this Ender Dragon had built its nest in the JOJO world.
Back then, the little thing had not yet turned human. It did not even possess human thoughts or values. Wild and untamable, it only knew how to act according