Fuyun Qi sneered: "Hmph…"
His lips curled upward, and his black hair began to move violently, spinning rapidly.
A piercing "Ssssss!" cry echoed as the ghost infant's body was torn apart mid-air into four pieces!
The middle-aged man froze in shock.
Fuyun Qi's hair delivered the shattered remains of the ghost infant to Qin Lily.
"Lily, would you like a bite?"
Qin Lily retched: "Ugh… Get away from me!"
Fuyun Qi abandoned his earlier seductive demeanor, looking at his unruly hair with a wounded expression. He gazed at Qin Lily, his voice pitiful: "I just ate it, and it was quite tasty. Lily, I always want to share good things with you…"
Qin Lily: "Thanks, but no thanks. You enjoy it yourself."
Seeing that Qin Lily refused, Fuyun Qi grabbed the middle-aged man and brought him forward: "If Lily won't eat, it must be because your little ghost wasn't good enough. You should swallow it yourself."
The middle-aged man: "..."