After a few seconds of silence, he spoke in an extremely awkward tone.
"Flender, didn't you like Erlong too? Maybe you were more suited to her than I was back then. If the two of you had married, perhaps the three of us would still be the same as before."
Flender adjusted his glasses, a trace of longing flashing in his eyes.
"You know, if that had really happened, my child with Sister Erlong would be all grown up by now. He'd have him call you Second Dad."
The two middle-aged men rarely played along with each other like this, and the atmosphere in the room warmed somewhat.
After the laughter faded, Flender fell silent for a moment before suddenly tossing out a question.
"Xiaogang, I'm asking you seriously. If you were given the chance to see Sister Erlong again now, could you put aside the prejudices in your heart and get along with her properly again?"
The moment those words came out—
Grandmaster froze in his chair, forgetting to set down the teacup in his hand.
His expression shifted from relaxed to blank, then helpless. His lips moved several times.
"Flender, I don't know..."
Hearing this, Bibi Dong let out a cold laugh from the roof. The next moment, her figure vanished from the ridge.
From beginning to end, Yu Xiaogang had only mentioned Liu Erlong in the room. He had not mentioned her even once.
After twenty years apart, Yu Xiaogang had probably already forgotten her.
A cold smile curled across Bibi Dong's lips, and for an instant, she had the urge to find Liu Erlong and kill her outright.
If others made him unhappy, then naturally she did not want them to be happy either.
At that moment, the Rakshasa God's malevolent thoughts buzzed deep within her