"Dad, don't make it hard for him!"
Qingqing coquettishly tugged on the sleeve of the Qinghe God Emperor, signaling for him to quickly withdraw his pressure.
"You little girl..."
The Qinghe God Emperor sighed helplessly and retracted the pressure he had released, instantly restoring calm to the world.
At the same time, there was a hint of satisfaction in the Qinghe God Emperor's glance at Wang Hao, though he did not fully show it.
"Phew phew..."
The Jitian Saint, the Heavenly Tribulation Dragon, and Li Hao breathed a deep sigh of relief and hurriedly got up from the ground, but their hearts still couldn't calm down for a long time.
Wang Hao felt his body lighten, only to realize how weak his legs felt.
Apparently, he had used all his strength resisting the Qinghe God Emperor's pressure just now.
But for the sake of maintaining this stalwart image, and to enjoy Qingqing's favor, he had to hold on, waiting for the Qinghe God Emperor to leave.
"Dad is the best!"
