I pinched my temples with a headache. Erha, this kid, was right—I was indeed biased.
The bias was all directed towards Yu Longting's younger brother, so much so that it extended beyond the galaxies, causing me to owe Yun Hao and Chang Hao.
Yu Rongling finally had an impression of the time I made the Thunder Summoning Garment and suffered a backlash. He awkwardly touched his nose, "Seems like it, sis-in-law, you're still... partial to me~"
On the battlefield, Yun Hao and Chang Hao's faces gradually turned pale.
The color of the purple Thunder Summoning Garment on their bodies also changed from deep purple to light purple, then to an even lighter shade of pink-purple.
Finally, when it turned completely white, both spat out a mouthful of blood.
Kneeling on one knee on the ground, the color completely drained from their faces.
