A possessed Wu Fan knocked on the door with a bang loud enough to irritate anyone inside. Wu Yange didn't take long to respond opening the door particularly ticked off. "What!" he said ready to slam the door in his cousin's face.
"Wow! I get why my son took an interest in you," replied Pohuai as he looked up and down a shirtless Wu Yange.
"What?" asked a perplexed Wu Yange. The prince couldn't understand what he meant by 'son', he almost thought Wu Fan had raided the emperor's special liquor reputed for being so strong that you would strip naked in public claiming you can fly.
"Aiya so slow. I am the goddess of destruction, Pohuai and I borrowed your cousin here to give you a message for Rong Zian," said the god trying to explain at a fast pace just in case Rong Zian came back before he was done. With his son's temper, there would be another round of beatings especially if he caught him talking to Wu Yange.
