"Speaking of which,"
Yi Lin, under the guidance of the Supreme Mage, wearing a Levitation Ring, tried to maintain more than five circles at once and felt bored. He casually asked,
"How did you... *cough cough*, get Abigail pregnant back then?"
Yi Lin was not a gossip by nature.
But he couldn't help himself.
This question had lingered in his mind for a long time.
The Supreme Mage's bearded face quivered slightly.
A fleeting embarrassment appeared on his face.
But a moment later, the Supreme Mage figured it out and no longer felt embarrassed, shaking his head helplessly: "Once upon a time, there was a mage from another dimension, on a spring day, during a twilight sunset."
He spoke in the third person.
It seemed that only in this way could he better express the story buried in his heart for twenty years.
