Bab 184: Second World: An Incredibly Hot Omega

With those words two people one smiling the other looking like a vengeful ghost that was ready to exact revenge on Machu, walked out of the room heading for the conference room.

As soon as they entered they were met by six generals who were happily gossiping about the Marshal and his partner immediately clamping up in silence but obviously still chatting in private.

General one: AAAAAHHHH! A match transcendent from the heavens.

General three: Oh shit! The Prince looks even more handsome in person. You better not snitch on my wife for rubbernecking.

General six: This is a safe space for those who like admiring beautiful things. We should change the group name to the Rubbernecking Association.

Sensing the peculiar stares Wen Qinxi's ears turned red with the Marshal itching to gouge out those ogling pairs of eyes. Qie Ranzhe immediately grabbed Zhao Xieshu's waist in a possessive manner guiding him to his seat.