In the room, Ren Yingying had long since lost the dashing bearing she had shown while leading her people to wipe out the Northern Beggars' Gang's Branch Altar.
Her eyes held nothing but deep love. "Big Brother Lin, do I still need to force what you left inside me out with true qi this time?"
She wanted to give Lin Lang a son.
Her father had said that only with a child did a man truly have a home and settle down.
Even when she grew old and her beauty faded, her man would not forget her.
But every time, Big Brother Lin told her to force it out.
"Yingying, didn't I tell you? It isn't time yet."
"The higher your martial realm and the stronger you become, the more gifted our child will be."
"Besides, we're still young. There's no rush. Once we're both Great Grandmasters, we can have children. Just imagine how gifted our child will be then."
"If we have a girl as gentle and serene as you, everyone will be green with envy."
Was she kidding? If he had a child now, how would he go out and have his fun?
By now, his position in the Sun Moon Holy Cult no longer depended on Ren Yingying carrying his child.
Children? The later he had them, the better, of course.
Ren Yingying leaned against Lin Lang's shoulder, her face full of happiness. "Big Brother Lin, a boy would be better—handsome, brave, and wise, just like you."
In Ren Yingying's eyes, Lin Lang was perfect, even better than her father.
Having changed Ren Yingying's mind with just a few words, Lin Lang took the opportunity to ask, "Yingying, the Cult Leader has entered seclusion. What do you think about the Golden Coin Gang?"
Ren Yingying looked at