Three days later.
Having put everything in order, Zhang Xiaohao left a Blood Sacrifice Fruit for Lei Kai. Disguised and with arrangements made by the War God organization, the party of three boarded a plane at the airport in the M country, heading back to Nanhua City.
On the plane.
"Brother-in-law, who exactly are you?" Cheng Qingsu asked.
"I'm a man!" Zhang Xiaohao laughed.
"Nonsense! I'm not blind—I know you're a man. That's not what I'm asking," Cheng Qingsu said with irritation.
This question had been bottled up in her heart for the past three days.
She had always been looking for a chance to ask and only now had the opportunity.
Zhang Xiaohao stretched out his hand, felt her forehead, and said earnestly, "You don't have a fever! Why are you talking nonsense?"
"Stop fooling around, brother-in-law! I'm trying to have a serious conversation with you; don't change the subject," Cheng Qingsu said.
"Then go ahead!" Zhang Xiaohao said.
