Qin Xian snapped out of his daze, his face darkening. "I'm not here to help you take care of your child."

Su Deng raised an eyebrow and handed him the sword. "Then you'll come up with the performance targets?"

"..."

Qin Xian's face instantly lit up with a smile, "I'll help you take care of the child!"

Su Deng's lips curled slightly as she grabbed Crescent Moon. "Let's go."

"What audacity..."

"boom--"

The underworld beings in the air wanted to give chase, but were blocked by a wall of flames drawn by Yan Sizhan with his silver spear.

The dark green flames burned fiercely, yet the temperature was even lower than that of the icy hell of the underworld.

Under the scorching heat, the ice-cold chills one to the bone.

The underworld official quickly retreated to avoid him, asking, "Who are you?"

Yan Sizhan looked up, his ponytail tied high with tattered strips of cloth. He stood before the dark green wall of flames, holding a silver spear. His dark eyes were reflected in the dark green light, and his voice was extremely cold. "You are not qualified to know my name."

How arrogant!

The three exchanged a glance and immediately formed hand seals to cast their spells.

Flames exploded in the air behind them, and four figures became entangled.

Crescent Moon glanced back every now and then, "Can he take on three by himself?"

Who cares?

Whether or not they could fight was Yan Sizhan's business; Su Deng was completely indifferent, slashing at the ghost messengers that appeared in front of her with her sword.

Three ones make three, which is better than none.

Yan Sizhan held off the enemy from the rear.

Su Deng stood in front, wielding his sword to slay the ghost messengers.

Crescent Moon led the way swiftly.

Is this what it feels like to cheat and win without effort?

So cool!

Seeing his KPI increasing even as he remained still, Qin Xian instantly stopped complaining and obediently helped Su Deng take care of the child.