So, You Finally Admit It?

Song Shuhang couldn't help but feel stunned.

He was overcome by a textbook case of guilty conscience. After all, he had just ingested a life into his body, and Mama Song had suddenly broached the topic without any prior warning.

Out of sheer reflex, Song Shuhang found himself momentarily taken aback.

If he hadn't been aware of how peculiar the concept of 'self-pregnancy' was and if he hadn't known that his mother's imagination couldn't possibly stretch to such levels—he would have thought that there was some kind of telepathic connection between him and his mother!

"It's nothing, Mom, you're overthinking it," Song Shuhang replied in a hushed tone after regaining his composure.

Soft Feather and Su Clan's Sixteen were both seated in the living room. Being cultivators, their hearing was exceptional. Mama Song had pulled her son aside and whispered to him, but Su Clan's Sixteen and Soft Feather in the living room had caught every word.