The Underworld King cast a glance at Qin Ruan's swollen belly.
His voice was gentle with a touch of comfort, "After the child is born, you won't struggle like this."
Qin Ruan's hand hanging by her side twitched slightly at her fingertips.
Her serene, beautiful eyes fixed on the Underworld King: "What if I die before the child is born?"
Her tone was calm, without much emotional fluctuation.
It's as if they weren't discussing matters of life and death.
Underworld King suddenly laughed deeply and meaningfully.
With his dark, profound eyes fixed on Qin Ruan, he said insinuatingly, "Even if you want to die now, it would be difficult."
The tone of his voice changed abruptly, he angrily said: "Qin Ruan, you've killed me! Just for such trivial matters, you dragged me up here, and now I have to make a trip to Fengdu to report this.
