Si Mubei's howl made Bo Jichen shudder. He scratched his head and turned to ask his cheap, lisp-faced daughter in a low voice, "He...he really got killed. Who was the hero who could tie him to the operating table?"

"You must introduce me to this hero later. I want to be good friends with him."

Ginger shreds: "..."

hehe.

That hero was his friend; if I told him, I'd be scared to death.

Never mind, I'd better not say anything more.

"As for which hero tied him to the operating table, you can ask him yourself later," Jiang Si mouthed silently, "He wasn't killed, I saved him."

Bo Jichen's purple eyes lit up, and he silently gave his cheap, leaky daughter a thumbs up. He lowered his voice and said, "Okay, I'll ask. You take my little egg to brush his teeth and wash up. I'll have a good time teasing this idiot."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Si's eyes gleamed with a mischievous glint. She tapped her personal terminal, indicating: Don't forget to record the screen.

In front of her, Bo Jichen turned on the screen recording on the quantum computer and showed it to Si Mubei, who was pounding the ground, crying bitterly, and completely losing her composure.

Jiang Si revealed a sly smile, raised her eyebrows, and carried Jiang Dandan towards the bathroom.

The bathroom door closed, and Bo Jichen pulled up his pants, squatted down, took out a brand new coat from his spatial storage, draped it over Si Mubei's shoulders, suppressed a laugh, and said earnestly, "Second brother, what's done is done, crying won't help, you have to accept this."

Si Mubei cried with tears streaming down his face and snot bubbling from his nose. "Please accept my condolences. If the knife hadn't been used on you, you wouldn't know the pain. If it wasn't your zero that's gone, you wouldn't know the pain."

"Why is my life so miserable? All I wanted to do was play a couples game with my daughter's senior brother. If he couldn't handle it, he could have just stopped playing. Why did he have to cut off my bottom?"

His eyes were brimming with tears and snot; it was truly unbearable to look at.

He used to get angry when people said he was a fool and incompetent.

Looking back now... saying he's incompetent is actually a compliment.

His current behavior is simply infuriating, prompting a barrage of censored words!

The most blunt thing is... Didn't the idiot feel anything when he was being chopped up?

etc!

Who did he just say he wanted to play a two-player game with?

My daughter's senior brother?

My daughter's senior brother?

My daughter's teacher is Gong Ming. Gong Ming claims to have no disciples, but he does have a shameless and persistent disciple who's like a leech. His friend... Yan Daqi!!!

so…

oh…

Damn it.

Yan Daqi has really made something of himself! He actually took the legendary Nine-Tailed Cat, a mythical beast that few people know about, to the operating table to castrate it!

He used to underestimate him.

We must never underestimate him again.

What a hero!

An absolute and genuine hero, a true hero without any falsehoods or exaggerations.

Bo Jichen suppressed a laugh with difficulty, patted Si Mubei's shoulder, and sighed deeply. His words seemed like advice, but in reality, they were adding fuel to the fire: "Second brother, a two-person game requires mutual consent."

"You were cut off like that because they didn't want to. You forced them. You're telling me, they are the head of the planting department at the Fifth Military Academy, a therapist at the Central Hospital of the Troya Empire, a disciple of the 7th-level plant therapist Gong Ming, the senior brother of the Princess of the Troya Empire, the brother-in-law of Marshal Prince Agares, and General Bo Jichen is my... my good friend."

"He has these identities, not to mention exceeding 100%, exceeding 99%. Such a proud and arrogant person, and you forced yourself on him... engaging in a two-person game with him, and you're still the beast. I think he only cut off your 0, not your legs, which is being kind to you."

Si Mubei scrambled to his feet, hugging his nine large tails. He wiped his tears and snot on them, sobbing uncontrollably, "You old bastard, who are you on? Don't you have any sense of camaraderie? I've already been chopped off, and you're still telling me about my daughter's senior brother. Even if he has a status, can he be as noble as me?"

Bo Jichen: "..."

Well...

Compared to their second son, Yan Daqi's status, social standing, and wealth...

Okay, putting all that aside, the fact that the second daughter is the adopted mother of the second son gives her an edge over Yan Daqi. According to this generational ranking, Yan Daqi has to call her "Mom".

Not to mention its status as a sacred beast.

“No, he is definitely not as noble as you.” Bo Jichen sat down next to Si Mubei and began to flatter him and set a trap: “Who are you? You are the Nine-Tailed Cat, a sacred beast that can foresee extreme ferocity. Compared to you, he is just mud on the ground. You are the bright moon and the sun in the sky.”

"Mud and the bright moon are not worth fighting over, it's my fault. I didn't think that much just now and praised him a couple of times. Second brother, please don't take it to heart."

"Don't let my usual dislike of you fool you... you're actually the most indispensable member of our team..." 250!

Despite Bo Jichen's attempts to flatter and trap him, Si Mubei didn't fall into the trap. He continued to cry, his fluffy, golden tail now stained with tears and snot, the fur wet and no longer fluffy: "But what's the use of my noble status? My zero is gone. I'm an incomplete beast now. Where am I supposed to put my cat face now?"

"Heavens and earth, I thought that the 'snap cut' was something that existed only in history books and legends, where cat owners would 'snap cut' the stray cats to prevent them from having more kittens and freezing to death in the winter."

"I never imagined, I never imagined that something that happened more than 3,000 years ago would happen to me. Boss, boss, if word gets out about this, how will I ever face anyone? How will I ever be able to show my cat face again?"

Bo Jichen never imagined that his second son would shed so many tears. Looking at the poor little guy, it made him want to ruthlessly torment him even more.

Yes... to make him cry even harder, it would be best to get all nine of his big tails wet and make him look ridiculous. That way, the video will be much better.

Bo Jichen coughed lightly to cover his laughter, and then a string of compliments came out of his mouth: "Who said your cat face is unbearable to look at? Look at your human form. This face is definitely that of an aggressive and noble mature woman. And these eyes are charming and alluring."

"Look at your waist, I can't even wrap my hands around it, anyone who touches it will be dizzy, and look at your chest muscles... abs... eight-pack."

"Your humanoid form is not only top-notch in terms of face but also body. Needless to say, your cat face is definitely the most beautiful cat face in the Abel Galaxy. And judging from the amount of fur on your nine tails, there must be a lot of fur on your cat face. If you cover it up, you can go out in public."

"Wow…"

After Bo Jichen finished speaking, Si Mubei burst into even louder sobs, more heartbroken and devastated, wailing and lamenting, pounding his chest and stamping his feet: "My life is so bitter, my life is so bitter. As a sacred beast, I am clearly superior to that stinky fox, but they have never let me see anyone since I was a child, and they have never let anyone know that I have nine tails."

"That stinky fox still bullies me. I finally grew up, living a life of freedom, with money, good looks, and the freedom to change at will. I even had a panda cub to take care of me in my old age and give me pocket money, and a daughter to heal my mental breakdown. But these good days have just passed, and now I'm all gone."

"Why is my life so miserable? Why is my life so miserable? I've never eaten meat, I've never hit a home run, I'm still a virgin."

"What are we going to do now? What are we going to do now?"

Bo Jichen: "!!!!"

250 is indeed 250, this little vest... he didn't need to take it off, he took it off cleanly on his own.

Sigh... never mind!

Who told him to be the second son in the family?

Although he's a bit silly and has a restless heart, well... I'd be lonely without him.

Bo Jichen sighed heavily again, subtly reminding and implying, "Second brother, stop crying, stop wailing. So what if there's no zero? It won't affect your 'happy' life. Go find your precious daughter's senior brother now, and go straight for the navel oranges, dry!"