Si Mubei's words were like a thunderclap from a clear sky, causing everyone to give a heavy "hmm" and nod their heads.

yes.

What are you yelling for?

Just go straight for a kiss.

What do you mean by "18+ touching"?

36 Style, let's go! Don't be a coward!

Jiang Si turned her head and looked at Si Mubei, who was lying on the edge of the pit. She turned the willow branch in her hand into a whip and lashed it at Si Mubei, shouting, "What kissing? He's mine. Why should he kiss you?"

Suddenly, the smoke and willows attacked, and Si Mubei instinctively used his huge, fluffy, patchy yellow tail to block it.

When Yanliu touched his tail, it seemed to have eyes, wrapping around his tail and instantly covering it with a layer of blue flames!

"Waaah, chirp..." Si Mubei cried out like a whimpering monster, thrashing his tail with all his might, but he couldn't shake off Yan Liu, let alone the blue flames on Yan Liu.

When the blue flames met the fur, it was like oil meeting fire; with a roar, it burst into flames.

"Waaah..." Si Mubei used both hands and feet, but couldn't extinguish the fire on his tail. He was also unable to move, so he lay on the edge of the pit like a live animal being roasted.

The other bandits in the pit clung tightly to the pit wall, watching the flames burn, showing no intention of helping at all. They even activated their personal computers' camera functions and started snapping photos.

The bandits who hadn't fallen into the pit gasped in shock, casting sympathetic glances at him before silently activating their personal computers' camera function and snapping away at a nine-grid layout of photos.

Bo Jichen stared at the blue flames and smacked his lips.

My daughter is intelligent, quick-witted, and affectionate—just like him, she's outstanding.

However, if that wretched disciple Agares had been even one percent like him, he wouldn't be in such a predicament where he doesn't even know how to eat the meat that's offered to him!

He died someday!

It's all because of that wretched brat!

Jiang Si stared at the blue flames burning the fluffy yellow tail and asked very seriously, "Hey you big bad wolf, are you still going to kiss my husband?"

Si Mubei, nicknamed "Big Bad Wolf," was on the verge of tears: "Who wants to kiss him? You're really my own daughter!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Si turned her head back to Agares, nuzzling him like a proud kitten seeking praise: "Honey, don't be afraid, I beat him so badly he won't dare kiss you anymore!"

Agares, his face flushed, ears and neck tinged with red, reached out and took Jiang Si's hand, staring directly at her wet, drunken state, his voice hoarse: "Hmm, Jiang Jiang is amazing. Be good, let's put the fire down first, you're about to burn him!"

Bo Jichen's eyes lit up, staring intently at Agares!

Has the wayward disciple finally seen the light?

No way?

Jiang Si's smile vanished, and she transformed into a spoiled kitten, glaring at Agares: "You feel sorry for him? You actually feel sorry for him being roasted alive? You don't feel sorry for me? You don't care about me at all!"

Bo Jichen: "..."

What's going on?

Is he drunk?

Is he drunk and acting crazy?

The bandits: "..."

Your Highness, the young prince of the Troia Empire!

They don't deserve to have a wife as soft and gentle as their daughter.

They're too slow to act.

If it were anyone else, they would have already carried their wives to hit home runs.

Agares frowned, bent over, and explained in a hoarse voice, "No, you've misunderstood..."

Never try to explain things to a drunk person, especially someone who's intoxicated by the alcohol. Explaining is just making excuses, and making excuses is just showing your distress.

Jiang Si exploded at this pang of heartache. She shook off his hand, stomped her foot, and pointed at him, accusingly saying, "I didn't misunderstand! You didn't even bother to comfort me or kiss me. Look at him, he's burned, and you're all heartbroken over him. You just feel sorry for him, that's right, that's right!"

Bo Jichen suppressed a laugh and poured a layer of ice pillars into the pit, covering Si Mubei's tail, causing the originally burning flames to weaken.

Looking at her flushed face and stomping feet, her whole body exuding grievance, Agares said in a hoarse voice with great patience, "I don't feel sorry for him. I met him for the first time today, and we don't know each other at all. Look, the fur on his tail is all burned off. He's bald, ugly, and doesn't look good at all. Why should I feel sorry for him, right?"

"You really aren't worried about him?" Jiang Si asked uncertainly, "You only told me to turn off the engine because you really don't care about him?"

Agares looked into her eyes and slowly shook his head: "I really don't feel sorry for him, really!"

"Honey, hug me!" Jiang Si grinned, her smile blossoming. She put away her willow branches, opened her arms, and rushed to hug Agares.

Agares tightened his grip on the tobacco stick, then loosened it. Just as his arm was about to rise, Jiang Si's steps toward him came to an abrupt halt. The smile on her face vanished instantly, her expression changing faster than turning the pages of a book: "I'm not hugging you anymore, you liar! You broke your promise! You said you wouldn't divorce me, but you're thinking about divorcing me every day!"

“If you don’t want me, I don’t want you either. Let me tell you, I don’t care about you at all, I don’t care about you at all. I’ve met so many dads and moms.”

"Although they're a bit incompetent and weak, they said they'd introduce me to a four-legged snake-man, a beautiful mermaid with a big tail, a talented young man from the Fourth Civilization, and a well-endowed and skilled orc cat-man!"

The weak and pathetic fathers and mothers: "..."

Who's weak?

Who's incompetent?

Why do I feel a little cold?

The young prince of the Troia Empire looked at them with a cold gaze.

Bo Jichen: "..."

This little drafty cotton-padded jacket really tells everyone everything.

She's going to be captured by the enemy.

There's no need for torture.

He downed two ounces of liquor in one go and confessed everything!

Agares' dark, icy gaze swept over the crowd before slowly returning to his haughty, bristling wife: "What else did they say to you?"

Jiang Si retorted angrily, "What did they tell me? Why should I tell you? You're a bad guy, a bad guy!"

Si Mubei, whose big tail had been burned off, hugged it, his heart bleeding. With each drop of blood, he saw those scumbags from the Red Eyebrow Fleet taking pictures of him, which made him furious. He shouted and echoed Jiang Si's provocation, "Yes, girl, he's a big bad guy who wants to divorce you, and he's ganging up with these bastards to bully you!"