“Qiao Xugong, how can you take advantage of others’ difficulties like this? Are you proud of yourself for stabbing an injured person in the back?!” Duantian Chou protested, his miniature figure barely discernible in the mirror. He kept flinging himself from side to side, but he was trapped inside the entire time, only able to helplessly vent his anger at the Great Elf King.

Zu An was stunned. This weird father-in-law of his was actually named Qiao Xugong?

Still, that makes sense. He wasn’t the Great Elf King from birth, and he had his own name. But once he became the Great Elf King, people rarely called him by his real name. That’s probably why most people forgot about his name.

However, when he heard this name, he suddenly felt the urge to ask his close female friends, Between me and Xugong, who is more handsome?

Also, isn’t this guy a bit much? 

Still, he saw that no one seemed surprised at all. They must have already become used to such scenes from being a part of the Fiend  King Court...