Seeing his once perfectly fine son suddenly turn into a complete sissy, holding his fingers in a delicate pose while mincing and swaying, his voice turning into a grating squawk, Wen Dingchen felt both nauseous and on the verge of tears.
He urgently pleaded, "Are you the great Lord of Joy? Please, withdraw your powers! My son is already pitiful enough, he really isn't a suitable target for your games…"
The Lord of Joy smiled faintly. "My apologies. I couldn't quite contain my irresistible charm for a moment. I didn't mean to toy with him. Besides, what I said is true. I can make your son's limbs regenerate and turn him back into a man."
"Ah?! That… that's wonderful! Truly wonderful! Thank you, Lord of Joy, I'm so grateful!"
