Zerg: The female warrior's male master is acting strangely!

Manjushri opened his mouth but couldn't make a sound for a long time.

He had just choked on water, and his head was already a little dizzy; now he was even more unable to think straight.

What the hell is this?

Could it be that his brain has been damaged by being submerged in the lake water?

Or perhaps... Heroion has some peculiar hobby?

When Herroyne received no response for a long time, his back tensed up even more.

He slightly raised his head, his gaze falling on Manjushri's somewhat bewildered face. Though confused, he respectfully inquired again, "My lord, may I serve you?"

This time, Manjushri is confirmed!

He didn't ruin his brain; it's Holoy who's lost his mind!

"No, no, no," Manjushri reflexively shrank back, almost pressing his entire body against the back of the sofa chair. "No need, no need, I can do it myself!"

As he spoke, he reached out to take the clothes and towel from Herroyen's arms, but just as his fingers touched the corner of the fabric, Herroyen slightly turned his arm to avoid his touch.

Immediately afterwards, he saw Holoyen bow his face and upper body to the ground and kowtow to him.

As if burned, Manjushri sprang up from the sofa, frantically grabbing Heroin's arm, his voice trembling: "You...you...no, I, you, what are you doing?!"

Heroion was pulled by the arm, and he straightened up slightly with the force.

His gaze lingered on the male ruler's face for a moment. There was no anger or disgust on that face, only a simple panic, and even a trace of lingering fear.

So, there's no blame involved?

Holoyen silently noted down this assessment in his mind, then, with Manjushri's help, stood up and repeated his words again and again: "My lord, please allow me to serve you!"

This time, Manjushri no longer had the same resistance as before, because he was afraid that Herroyen would kneel down again.

The problem is, it's not really appropriate for them to be completely honest with each other on their very first meeting, is it?

He wasn't an exhibitionist, and the thought of him stripping naked and having Herroyne wipe his body and change his clothes made him extremely uncomfortable.

Manjushri quickly calculated in his mind that the only way was to grab the clothes, go to the bathroom to change, and take a hot shower while he was at it.

That way, I won't have to be served by him, nor will I have to sit awkwardly face to face with him.

Having made up his mind, Manjushri reached out and grabbed the clothes in Holoyen's arms, his fingers gripping the fabric tightly, and pulled it forcefully toward himself!

Then, the clothes remained completely still.

Herroyen's arm was as steady as if it were cast in iron, not even wobbling. Manjushri's strength was as light as a breeze brushing against his clothes in front of him.

He glanced at the male ruler's knuckles, which were slightly white from exertion, and a barely perceptible hint of mockery flashed across his eyes, so fast that the insects could hardly detect it.

But he quickly concealed that strange expression and resumed his respectful demeanor.

"My lord, please allow me to change your clothes."

Manjushri felt a chill run down his spine. His fingers were still clutching the unmoving garment, but his voice carried a desperate urge on the verge of collapse: "No, I won't..."

"Why? Are you trying to punish me?"

Manjushri's inner monologue: What the hell is this all about??

Holoy gave him no chance to catch his breath, pressing his advantage: "If you want to punish me, then please let me change your clothes before you do so!"

Manjushri stood there, his mind racing, but he still couldn't figure it out...

So, he can't change out of his wet clothes no matter what, right?

Obviously, that's true!

Forced by circumstances, Manjushri had no choice but to find another way out. After all, he had plenty of clothes in his wardrobe. Could Heroyen possibly block his way?

"I'll do it myself."

Manjushri walked past him to the wardrobe, quickly took out a set of clothes, and added, "I didn't mean to punish you, don't overthink it!"

After saying that, Wenshu ran out with the clothes in his arms, as if he was really afraid that Heroion would pester him and insist on helping him change his clothes.

Holoyen remained where he was, but he found it quite amusing to watch his lord flee in disarray.

It seems he really won't be punished this time. As for Heroiyi...

Heroion frowned. He thought of the image of the male master struggling in the water; if he had arrived even a second later, what would have happened...?

Suddenly, he felt an unbearable headache!

Regardless of whether the male is good or bad, he must never die tragically at home for any reason, especially not because of a little female insect!

If this gets out, he and his son will surely die, and the entire Herro family might be implicated.

Holoy ruthlessly threw the clothes in his hands at 004, and after leaving the room, he glanced at the closed bathroom door, and then went to find Holoy in a menacing manner.

Outside, Holoiyi, soaked to the bone and with tears streaming down his face, stood his small figure in the chaotic wind. When he saw his female father approaching, he cried even louder.

Heroi took a few steps forward, but stopped when he was a meter away from his female father.

"Father-in-law... I'm sorry."

"Heroy!"

"I'm sorry, I know I was wrong. I won't play in the water with my father anymore!"

Holoi was terrified, because his female father had never called him by his full name before, but today he had called him by it twice.

Heroion sighed, but in order to make his son truly understand how serious this mistake was, and in order to quell the lord's simmering anger, he had to make a statement.

"Kneel down!"

Heroi dared not disobey, and knelt down on the ground with her knees bent, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.

Seeing this, Holoyen knelt down in front of him, reached out and wiped away his tears, and scolded him impatiently, "You still have the nerve to cry!"

"I have no face to cry," Heroie shook her head, but couldn't hold back her tears, so she asked between sobs, "How is Father Xiong? Father Xiong...?"

"He's fine, but you have to kneel here first."

"Father-in-law, then you..."

Herroyne put her index finger to the baby's lips, left with the words "I'll take care of it," and got up to leave.

As Holoi watched her father and mother leave, she finally realized just how terrible the trouble she had gotten herself into was!

The father liked him, but only when he didn't cause trouble and when he brought joy to the father...

Things are different now. This time he almost killed Xiong's father. Will Xiong's father still like him?

You probably don't like it anymore, right?

When the male father was carried back by the female father, he didn't look at him or talk to him. The male father must hate him...

Upon thinking of this, Heroiyi's silent weeping turned into a pathetic, uncontrollable wailing!

He may never be able to lie in his father's arms again, laughing and talking, and he might even cause his mother to be punished because of him...

Heroy felt utterly devastated, but all he could do was kneel there and wait. Wait for what?

Waiting for the father's scolding? Or beating?

Or should we wait for his female father, who was punished in his place, to come and take him into the house, covered in injuries?

He didn't know, and he dared not guess.