"Xiaolan, what exactly did you do? You really need to tell us in detail; Wu Wangzi's safety is crucial to the stability of the Human Domain."
"Elder Martial Uncle, I just... after waking up from a drunken stupor, we were embracing each other... and then I went to wash up..."
"There were no issues at that time?"
"Mhm, was his Primordial Spirit heavily injured?"
"How did this bridal affair turn into such a mess? How many times did you two... consummate the marriage?"
"One or two…"
"Mhm?"
"Three or four…"
"This!?"
Ling Xiaolan felt both embarrassed and anxious, nearly biting through her lips as she stammered, "Seven or eight times... perhaps. I used some aphrodisiacs and was drunk with wine to overcome my own inner demons. I truly can't remember clearly..."
At this, the several old women exchanged knowing glances, then looked at Wu Wang, who lay on the bed, his complexion extremely pale.
"Exhausted, he must be."
