An An: "When she wakes up from her sleep, as long as she thinks about it, everything around her will fall into chaos, the stars will reverse, and the moon will fall into the sky. Do you still insist on hatching her out?"
Bige: "Don't be poor. I have investigated the taboo documents of the Dragon Clan. The decline of imperial power, the collapse of the Holy Religion, and the fall of the Elf King were all caused by the jealousy of the men around her. Besides, she is her mother. How do you know her daughter..."
An'an: "Don't pay attention to the process when doing things, pay attention to the results, just like I tortured you until you were half dead, but as long as you finally get the love you are pursuing, no matter whether you have a broken arm or a blind eye, it is still a comedy, do you understand~"
Bige: "Damn, are you done or not? I know that I am a sidekick and destined to be cannon fodder. You don't have to remind me all the time to hurt my fragile heart. In addition, this kind of problem is beyond my control. Why on earth did you call me here!!!"
An'an: "Don't be angry. Listen to my explanation. There are three reasons for this. First, as we all know, the protagonist needs cannon fodder to entertain him before he appears. Second, I want to tell you that you are my son, not my father. Third, I want to use you to seduce you to attract the attention of all the judges. Look at these little beauties~"