CHAPTER 422: HOW ABOUT YOU BE MY DAUGTHER? (2/2)

As per his instructions, Mo Na would first seek out the Demon Fire Salamanders to procure the Eight-star heart of a Flame Devouring Fish. Then by making use of the salamanders’ relationship with the Fire Elementals, she could then procure the last ingredient needed.

However, while his plans might have seemed foolproof on the surface, his harem had another idea instead.

Just seconds after Mo Ke left, Mo Ning, who suddenly came to the conclusion that she was now a stepmother, decided to break the ice with her new stepdaughter. “Don’t worry, Mo Na, while dearest is gone, I’ll…”

“Mo Na doesn’t like you!” The normally well-behaved and adorable Mo Na immediately interrupted her with a deathly glare. “Mo Na hates you!”

“…” Completely ignorant to how she had offended this new stepdaughter of hers, Mo Ning couldn’t help but feel a slight headache at that point. Wasn’t she always a sweet little girl in front of Mo Ke? Was that all a front? Or perhaps she was really angry?

“Mo Na, is there some sort of misunderstanding between us?”

“Mama belongs to Mo Na, and no else!”

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That was basically all she needed to hear.

As she stared at the pouting girl with arms folded around her chest, Mo Ning couldn’t help but wonder if perhaps her plans had been wrong from the start? However, that thought was swiftly stamped out.

She liked females, that much was certain. And by her reckoning, it was almost a matter of time before the clan matched her up with some male steed of good pedigree. That was her fate for having a mutated bloodline and also being a female. Had she been a male, she probably would have been matched with multiple females instead. Either way, the plan was to spread the seed and produce multiple offsprings.

That clearly didn’t sit well with her at all. After all, how could you love the person when the gender wasn’t right in the first place? This matter had grown to be a significant problem for Mo Ning. Thankfully, this problem didn’t persist for long as a certain somebody suddenly came knocking on their clan’s door, declaring his intent to conquer them. Pfft.

Long story short, that somebody ended up with a mate who was a horse… a horse.

With regards to this new mate of hers, Mo Ning had nothing to complain about. Mo Ke’s looks were top notch and a horse couldn’t really ask for much more than that. That was why she treasured this relationship she had with Mo Ke and wanted to protect it. Unfortunately, their relationship always maintained a respectful distance. But as the saying went, even water can wear down rock given time. As long as she stuck to it, this summit that was Mo Ke would be conquered by her sooner or later.

Even so, it didn’t change the fact that Mo Ke was a tough nut to crack. That was when Mo Ning had the idea to try an indirect approach instead. If Mo Ke wasn’t feasible, then how about those around him? Well, that seemed a good plan until Mo Na loudly declared her ownership of her mama.

“Now that’s an interesting thing you said there.” Previously content with watching the show from the sidelines, Jeerah suddenly interrupted them before sashaying up to the two bickering females. She greeted Mo Ning with a mysterious smile then proceeded to address Mo Na. “A flat-chested brat like you actually thinks she has a shot? Hah.”

“Who are you calling a flat-chested brat?”

“Clearly whoever answered.”

“Mo Na will grow bigger in the future, just you watch! Bigger than yours too!”

“We can talk about that when it happens.”

“…”

With no way to counter that, Mo Na dejectedly eyed her runway of a chest, then turned at Jeerah’s own ample bosom. In all likelihood, catching up to her was going to take a while.

As the saying went, it was never too late for a gentleman to have his revenge. Unfortunately, even a second was too long for a young girl like her.

Finally, something snapped in her. She raised her dainty pink fingers and pointed at Jeerah. “Get her, Cinderel!”

“Woof woof woof~~” Ever the loyal follower of Mo Na, Cinderel valiantly rushed to the rescue of her master. It was just too bad that this little puppy was still too young for that… all her biting did was leave behind a rapidly fading bite mark on Jeerah.

Seeing that, Jeerah couldn’t help but want to laugh. She lifted up the fluffy little dog, and with a smile on her face, began swinging the dog back and forth until the poor little puppy’s eyes were swimming with stars.

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“That’s enough playing for now.” Jeerah handed over the dizzy package in her hands to Mo Na then continued, “are you trying to start something the moment my adorable master leaves? You’d better be careful that I don’t reveal your little act.”

“Hmph.” Mo Na looked down at the googly eyes dog in her hands, mind still plotting a way to get her revenge.