A Transmigrator’s Privilege – Chapter 267

A muscular handsome man who looked no older than middle age, though he was an elderly figure—the one and only King Gongwang Hispenril—stepped into the room. “So, grandson-in-law, you’ve sent away the maids again to stand watch on your own? You seem to be overdoing it.” Naturally, Tesilid Argent’s answer never changed: “I’m fine.” <Aooh, that same answer again. He’ll...