Emperor Quan's suddenly cold gaze swept over him, as if inlaid with countless sharp ice blades.
"Lord Quan the Fifth, say one more word, and tomorrow —"
Pausing, he suddenly hooked his lips in a wicked smirk and laughed weirdly, "I've heard Qiangui is in great need of someone like you!"
Qiangui? Talent!
His heart skipped a beat, and Quan Shaoteng quickly stood up straight, swiftly straightened his robe, and made a bitter face, "Fourth elder brother, this is not the way to deal with someone... My happy life hasn't even started yet, you're being too cruel."
With a cold snort, Emperor Quan couldn't be bothered with him, and grabbed Zhan Se's hand to leave, "If your brain isn't waterlogged, roll back to sleep now!"
"...Fourth brother, you're so unrighteous! I want to sleep with sister-in-law."
Emperor Quan wished he could smack him, "Quan Shaoteng! Are you itching for a beating?"
