"If there is still no movement in half a month, I'll cook an egg with castor oil for Tan Ya to induce labor." Andulan quietly tucked Joan of Arc's slender, white-almond-like arm into the blanket.
"Dad, please don't mention inducing labor. Every time you bring it up, I think of Tang Beryljenna back then."
"Now that you mention it... it makes my heart flutter too..."
"Seems like we've grown more timid with time." Old Liu gave a wry smile: "Obischillaci!"
"Let's not talk about these discouraging things. I need to check on my Pikachu treasures; you quickly go find Avril and Figo, and console them well. After all, quite a few Sea Clan members died at our hands today." Elder Andulan sighed softly and gave a bitter smile as well: "One way or another, Avril and Figo have it tough."
"Indeed." Liu Zhankan sucked on his teeth, seemingly inflamed gums.
