Agares's handsome face, with its sharp features, turned cold and stern. A hint of bitterness flashed in his dark, unfathomable eyes. Ignoring his teacher's abrupt question, he asked in return, "Teacher, do you prefer Zuo Jin, You Yu, or Zhong Yun?"
Bo Jichen on the other end of the video call: "..."
Why does he like those three?
The three of them consisted of two of their own adjutants and one of their own deputy generals. A rabbit doesn't eat the grass near its burrow, and besides, how could those three guys compare to a single hair of His Majesty's?
What does this wicked disciple want to do?
Changing the subject?
Dig up his past?
Well done!
wrong……
The wicked disciple didn't answer him directly!
Could it be that he really can't get an erection?
What about the lifelong happiness of his adopted daughter?
Bo Jichen realized what was happening and was about to speak when his wicked disciple on the other end of the video called out again: "Since you don't want to talk about it, I won't force you. I will ask His Majesty to give you a few more days off so that you can spend more time with the person you like. Goodbye!"
"Wait...wait..."
Before Bo Jichen could call out, the video call had already been cut off. He stared at the dark virtual computer and blinked his purple eyes.
What exactly does this little brat of mine mean?
To be honest, I love my cheap daughter!
His adopted daughter was almost naked and lying on his bed, but he didn't move.
To say I don't love my adopted daughter!
The change of the Zerg emperor brought uncertainty, and even though his own abilities had been upgraded, he didn't want his adopted daughter to be involved in any danger.
So what exactly did he mean?
Is it really not going to work?
Bo Jichen took a deep breath, glanced at His Majesty the Emperor who was taking a nap in his lair, reached out and removed the personal computer from His Majesty's wrist, and then used His Majesty's personal computer to make a voice call to Chu Xi, the chief healer of the Hunting Legion.
Chu Xi was inspecting the repair of the treatment room in the logistics department when his communication suddenly rang. He raised his hand and saw that it was His Majesty's communication number.
He was the chief healer of the Hunting Legion. The Marshal was stationed on Kor Star and did not return to the capital. His Majesty would make several communications every year to ask him how the Marshal's health and mental strength were.
This was the first time the Marshal had received a message from His Majesty since he returned to the capital planet to register his marriage. He hurriedly opened the message and greeted His Majesty with utmost respect, "Good afternoon, Your Majesty!"
Bo Jichen's voice changed, becoming His Majesty's voice, calm and serious: "Good afternoon, Healer Chuxi, how is your Marshal doing lately?"
Chu Xi thought about how her marshal's hidden injuries had healed, but she didn't want to betray her goddess idol. So she reported to the emperor, "Your Majesty, the marshal is doing very well recently. His mental strength is not agitated, and his genetic breakdown has not worsened. Everything is within a controllable range!"
Despite the Emperor's imposing voice, Bo Jichen solemnly ordered, "I need your Marshal's medical report, detailed enough to show whether he can get a normal erection and how long it lasts!"
Chu Xi: "..."
What did he hear?
What does it mean to be able to get a normal erection?
How long does it take to get up?
What exactly are these outrageous words?
He's a therapist!
We can't exactly risk our lives by lying at the foot of the commander's bed early in the morning to see if he can get up.
How long have you been up?
Chu Xi felt a chill on the back of her neck, swallowed hard, and hesitated before saying, "Your Majesty, what you mean by a normal erection is..."
Surely Your Majesty wouldn't utter such rabid words?
He must have misunderstood.
He's definitely misunderstood!
Bo Jichen hummed in agreement, shattering Chu Xi's illusion: "Yes, what I meant by whether he can get a normal erection is what you're referring to. Since his mental strength is fine and his genetic breakdown is not a problem, I need accurate data on his physical health!"
"I hope you can compile this as soon as possible, in great detail, including all aspects of his physical condition, especially the matter I just mentioned. I need the most detailed data report!"
Chu Xi: "..."
What should we do?
This must have been the most challenging thing in his career as a therapist.
If it were someone else, I might ask them!
If all else fails, knocking someone out will do.
How can he ask the head coach?
He can't knock him out, can he?
It seems his career as a therapist is not only coming to an end, but he'll also lose his life!
"I hope you can give it to me tomorrow morning. Goodbye!" Bo Jichen said quickly, disconnected the quantum computer, and put His Majesty's quantum computer back on His Majesty's wrist.
His Majesty, who was taking a nap, was woken up. He turned over, and his soft, loose clothes were pulled up as he turned, revealing his lean waist. With sleepy eyes, he yawned and asked Bo Jichen, "What time is it?"
Bo Jichen lay down sideways, elbows on the bed, hands supporting his head, gazing at his emperor as he softly asked, "Darling, do you think Agares is impotent?"
His Majesty the Emperor, his dark eyes half-closed, leaned forward, nestling into Bo Jichen's chest, casually wrapping his arms around his waist, and murmured, "Why would you ask that?"
Bo Jichen ran his fingers through His Majesty's soft black hair, gently stroking it. "He didn't eat the ginger before, which reminds me of when he was with me when we were fighting bandits. He always had a serious little face and did everything with a straight face. Even when he slept, he was perfectly still!"
“At the time, I wondered if this child didn’t have emotions, joy, anger, sorrow, or happiness. When he was little, one morning before he woke up, I would pull down his pants to see if his genitals were as serious and expressionless as his face…”
"Thump!"
Before Bo Jichen could finish speaking, the emperor in his arms pushed him away and kicked him, sending him crashing down into the lair.
Immediately afterwards, His Majesty the Emperor of the Empire, with his messy, soft black hair, sat up, his eyes burning with sternness as he stared at Bo Jichen, who had fallen to the ground: "Bo Jichen, you said that my good little brother's current state had nothing to do with you, but look at what you've done! He went with you to fight bandits, and he was only a few years old, and you pulled down his pants?"
Bo Jichen hurriedly got up from the ground, not daring to go back to his own den, and could only lie on the edge, crying out his innocence: "Your Majesty, it is normal for adults to check on young boys when they are a few years old or ten years old in the morning to see if they have a normal erection and the length of the erection, to prevent developmental problems and to ensure timely medical treatment!"
“I practically raised Agares from scratch. If I don’t pull down his pants and take a look, who will?”
His Majesty the Emperor turned green, his dark eyes glaring: "You still have the nerve to be so self-righteous? Do you even know what it means to avoid suspicion? Avoid suspicion?"
Her soft, messy black hair, her large, dark eyes staring wide-eyed, her lips swollen and bright red, and her loose clothing, likely due to her emotional outburst, had slipped off her shoulders, revealing her fair skin adorned with mottled red marks.
Bo Jichen looked up, his throat tightened, and he suddenly didn't want to be human anymore. He braced himself against the edge of the nest, pounced upwards, and knocked the emperor of the empire to the ground. His purple eyes were filled with desire, and he lowered his head, his voice slightly hoarse: "I was wrong, my dear, I shouldn't have looked at him. I should have measured you properly!"
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