"Brat, I don't care if you live off a woman or not, if you don't want to suffer, then obediently surrender!"
Hephaestus was getting impatient. As he spoke, a giant fire palm formed, and the innate fire Dao profound moved like an eagle catching a chick.
now was the best time to find treasures and opportunities, which were hard to come by in hundreds of millions of years. every minute and second represented endless opportunities.
if it wasn't for his wife, aphrodite, the god of love, who asked for it and gave him unforgettable experiences every time, he wouldn't have bothered with cupid's trivial matters.
although cupid was the son of his wife, aphrodite, he was not his son. instead, he was the son of his wife and ares.
now that cupid was dead, he was still very happy.
This was the son of the adulterer.
however, she couldn't bear to part with his wife's beautiful body. now, she had no choice but to come over and avenge the son of his wife's lover.
BOOM!
