"Little Han, Imperial Technique, Imperial Technique!" When the large black dog saw that Ling Han was completely unmoved, he hurriedly continued, "Just think, as long as you marry this Chi Menghan, you would be the son-in-law of the Imperial Clan. Whatever Imperial Technique there is, you can learn as you like."
"Sure, you can go and marry her. Even if you take human form, you still look fine. In future, you can just teach me," Ling Han said. He did not want to use a honey trap.
"Pei, there is a natural gulf between Grandpa Dog and her. I only like the beauties of the Dog Race," the large black dog immediately protested.
Meanwhile, the pervert pig rolled his eyes. These two shameless guys. Did they really think that they would be able to marry the Imperial Daughter if they went?
However, as he imagined how the third most beautiful woman in the world would be beautiful, the pervert pig couldn't help but gape and drool.