"Thank you," Yu Liang replied politely.
"Now, touch my mom again," Regille excitedly pushed Yu Liang towards her mother, "Go on, feel my mom as much as you want."
"My gosh, Yu Liang, you little…" Li Huazhao started to bluster upon hearing this, but before he could finish, Yu Liang quickly stopped him in his mind, casting a Mute Spell he hadn't used for a long time.
"Shut up."
"Mmmph?!"
Yu Liang stroked Regille's mother's entire body in the same manner and made the same judgment, "Your mother must be a regular pentagon."
"Exactly, exactly." Regille was even more satisfied, boasting to her mother with a touch of pride, "Mom, I actually managed to elevate a group of simple triangles into a smart irregular Graphic. He might even be a Flatlander!"
"Regille, you're amazing," her mother praised her, commending her achievement, "You truly are Mommy's good daughter."
