Long Zhanye wanted to cry. From Qin Luo's gaze and tone, he already knew that Qin Luo knew everything.
Such a shameful matter had actually become known to others. How was he supposed to hold his head up in the Dragon Clan and the Divine Realm from now on?
"Ah! Kill me, kill me!" Long Zhanye shouted as he closed his eyes, a tear of humiliation sliding from the corner of his eye.
Qin Luo patted his dragon head. Of course, he had wanted to pat the fellow's shoulder, but that image might not have looked very good.
So he patted the other man's dragon head instead and said, "Think on the bright side."
"If your wife is no longer your wife, wouldn't this problem be solved without lifting a finger?"
Long Zhanye froze when he heard that. Then, he seemed to understand what Qin Luo meant.
He wanted him to divorce his wife?
He had considered that before, but had ultimately never acted on it. There was no other reason—the background of his wife's family was terrifying. Back then, his becoming clan chief had also been somewhat related to his wife.
Now, it seemed he had found a reason?
Countless beauties of the Dragon Clan were waiting for him to shower them with favor. At that thought, his desire to die changed. He felt that perhaps living was actually quite good.
As for that unfilial daughter? He did not want her anymore. Not at all!
He wanted to have sons!
"I am willing to join the Divine Ruins!" Long Zhanye said through gritted teeth.
Long Ziling let out a huge sigh of relief. She had feared that her father would kill the father of her child, and she had also feared that her father would die before her eyes.