Xiao Yu, Monk Killer, and the White Dragon Horse were still kneeling.
They felt unworthy of standing while speaking with Balance Great Saint.
If Mage Sanzang hadn't walked far ahead, they felt unworthy of even getting up.
Xiao Yu sighed, "Great Saint, your words could truly bring the dead back to life."
Ji Changsheng replied modestly, "You flatter me too much; that ability comes from Sister Hou Tu. But speaking of which, Xiao Yu, you should also get pregnant."
With a thump, Xiao Yu knelt back down.
"Great Saint, I have a son," he said.
Now, it was Ji Changsheng's turn to be at a loss for words.
Old Devil Yu didn't understand the relationship between Balance Great Saint and Ji Changsheng, thinking the Balance Great Saint was just Ji Changsheng's confidant.
But Old Devil Yu understood his own son.
If he dared to have a child, Changsheng would surely make him pay with his life.
