Qian Xunji spoke unhurriedly. "When Dong'er returns, I intend to repeat every word you just said to her exactly as it was."
Deng Tianxin's little face instantly fell, his round eyes filled with the grief and indignation of betrayal. "Great-Grandmaster, you're repaying kindness with enmity! I helped your daughter reserve a fine husband in advance, and you actually want to tattle on me! If that old witch finds out, she'll beat my butt into a blossom!"
"That depends on how you behave." Qian Xunji picked up the teacup beside him and leisurely took a sip. The tea had long gone cold, but he drank it with particular enjoyment. Watching this little brat get deflated was more refreshing than any tea.
Deng Tianxin gritted his teeth and was about to haggle a little more when the delivery room door suddenly opened.
A maid hurried out, unable to suppress the joy on her face. She bowed to Qian Xunji. "Congratulations, Your Holiness Pope. Madam has given birth. Both mother and daughter are safe!"
Qian Xunji abruptly rose to his feet and casually set the teacup on the table, where it gave a crisp clink.
A rare, heartfelt smile appeared on that eternally cold and stern face.
He glanced at Deng Tianxin and casually tossed out, "Looks like you guessed right," before striding toward the delivery room.
Meanwhile, inside the delivery room.
"Where is this...?"
Qian Renxue slowly opened her eyes, looking around in confusion.
When she tried to speak, she found that she could only make babbling sounds.
"I've become a baby?!"
Realizing her situation, Qian Renxue was utterly stunned.
She remembered burning her divine position to save her mother, after which she had lost consciousness.
Qian Renxue looked around and was shocked to discover that she was in a room somewhere