Well, well! The dignified Demon King is in love! This is truly unheard of! Look at this bunch of idle immortals, openly placing bets!
Wind God: I'll bet anything the Demon King won't give in. He's a dung beetle who's been around for ten thousand years, stubborn and impossible to budge!
Flower God: What do you know? Men have always been lovesick. The Demon King is bound to give in!
Dream God: You're both wrong. They're like an ox and a donkey, equally stubborn!
“Crack, crack!”
“What was that sound?” The three gods turned together and saw the veins bulging on Bai Yi's fist. A strained smile tugged at her lips. “Having fun, are you? Come on, hand over your bets!”
“Waaah!” The three gods wiped away their tears pitifully and glared at the Demon King. “Keep your wife in line!”
“Hm?” Bai Yi stopped and glanced at Leng Qi. “Are you going to keep me in line?”
“Wouldn't dare!” Leng Qi hurried over with a grin and helped Bai Yi along. He reached out and rubbed her rounded belly. “Nothing matters more than my wife!”
Well, not bad, quite exciting!