"Sir, congratulations, you're pregnant!"
"Oh, thank you..."
Wait, no, I'm a man!
After spending a night of passion with some indescribable being, Yang Chen discovers that he's pregnant, and it's a girl.
Even worse, the little brat keeps trying to kill her own father!
Yang Chen pats his barely protruding belly. "Easy there, sweetheart. Daddy will find you something to eat. What would you like? Vengeful spirits, evil spirits, or devils?"
"The Old Ones..."
Creak. Yang Chen's face stiffens. After a long while, his smile slowly returns. "No problem. Even if it's an evil god, I'll catch it for you to eat!"
"Next meal: deep-fried evil god and steamed Old One!"
