Sheng Yang glanced at them. They didn't know what this look meant. After all, she was a goddess while they were just mortals. They could only follow her wishes.
"Father! As your son, I'll show my filial respect for you! So many things have happened recently. You should be angry!" Ou Ye would not have came empty-handed. He had brought a tonic that could reduce one's anger. He previously saw his father often drinking it. Every time his father was angry with him, he would drink a large bottle of it.
Sheng Yang: "…"
It wouldn't be too good if she didn't accept it.
In the end, Sheng Yang accepted it. "…Thanks."
Fang Duo also brought a gift. "Yangyang, this is a great tool to relieve stress."
She had always liked trinkets, and this time, she brought out a pen. There was a small doll made of soft clay on the pen. She pinched it hard, and the doll let out a wail.
Great! This gift was even more bizarre.
