"Nu Mou is also the Merfolk Race's son-in-law," Chen Mo muttered.
"Hm?" Several question marks seemed to appear over Yu Xiaoxiao's head.
Chen Mo rolled his eyes at her. "Who is your eldest sister's husband?"
"Nu Mou!"
"Since you know it's Nu Mou, if the Fish Emperor helps me, it would be the same as stabbing Nu Mou in the back. After all, once the two eras are up, a deathmatch between Nu Mou and me will be unavoidable. If Nu Mou dies by my hand then, and your eldest sister thinks the Fish Emperor helped me, wouldn't that create a rift between father and daughter?" Chen Mo explained.
"What does it have to do with me if they have a rift? I'd love for there to be one." Yu Xiaoxiao curled her lip.
Chen Mo: ...
"No. If the two of them develop a rift, the Fish Emperor will naturally think poorly of me. You and I are going to become husband and wife in the future. That would cause family conflict." Chen Mo shook his head.
Hearing this, Yu Xiaoxiao knew Chen Mo was thinking of her and was immediately deeply moved. She was about to kiss him, hug him, and lift him up when she said, "It's fine."
"It's not fine for me. No, meeting your father is one thing, but asking the Fish Emperor for help is out of the question." Chen Mo still shook his head.
There was another point he did not mention.
The two eras would soon be up.
Going to the Fish Emperor for help before then, and asking him to deal with his eldest son-in-law at that, what would the man think?
Wouldn't that just be deliberately rubbing salt in his wounds?
After living so long, Chen Mo still understood how