Zong Silu also became tense.
He had never been afraid in the face of a million-strong army of demon beasts, but now he experienced the emotion of fear.
"Yanyan, what can I do to help you?"
"Just stay with me. It's enough to have you by my side." Sally's face was twisted with pain like a bun.
"Okay!" Zong Silu was heartbroken, wishing he could take her pain instead, even a hundred or a thousand times more.
The increasingly frequent contractions came, and Sally knew the birth was imminent.
"I'll say it again, if I appear to die, don't bury me. I'll wake up on my own after a while."
"...Okay!" Zong Silu, scared pale, said, "Is it really going to...?"
"Don't worry, nothing will happen to me. Guess if it's a girl or a boy?"
"A girl like you from the Rat Clan."
"Hehe, don't..." Sally gritted her teeth, enduring the pain.
[The host has two more minutes.]
[Great, I can never stand this pain of labor, no matter how many times I go through it.]
