42 weeks later, Fuxi Palace.
Supreme General Zhang Fengxi, a seasoned warrior who'd weathered countless storms on the battlefield, considered himself impervious to fear. No gruesome spectacle could faze him.
And yet, as he sat in a rigid posture in the adjoining chamber, awaiting his wife's childbirth, his bravado crumbled like a sand castle. The tenuous wait revealed a vulnerability he hadn't anticipated.
"Ah..."
Xie Jianyu's pained moan was barely audible to the other people who sat in the same room, but to Zhang Fengxi's ears, it was louder than the sound of rumbling thunder. The alpha jumped to his feet and hollered, "JIANBAO, I AM COMING!" only to be tackled to the ground by Jiang Muchen, Jiang Rufeng, and Zhang Zhiyuan at the same time.
"LET ME GO!" Zhang Fengxi hollered like a wounded beast. "JIANBAO NEEDS ME!"
"No, he doesn't," Jiang Muchen said through gritted teeth. "You are the reason he's in this state right now!"
