The Patriarch's mind processed it instantly—patriarchal pride flaring first, then horror. His eyes darted toward the slight gap in the chamber door behind Cang, the one that offered a direct line of sight into the room. Through it, the evidence was unmistakable: three naked women lying in a tangled, cum-soaked pile on the massive bed. The Queen's enormous pregnant belly was impossible to miss, swollen and glowing with health, her pierced tits still leaking milk onto the sheets. Lin Yuxi was curled against her mother, their bodies pressed together in obvious post-orgasmic bliss. Marlin lay beside them, legs spread, pussy visibly gaping and dripping.
"You bastard!" the Patriarch roared, face twisting into murderous rage. He attacked without hesitation—qi exploding around him in a crimson aura as he drew his sword and lunged forward in a blur of Core Formation speed. "I'll kill you for defiling my bloodline!"
