Chapter 0161-Shut Up Dragon I Don’t Want To Have Any More Kids With You

Plus, with “time” as a penalty, it’s hard not to get a little nervous and blurt out the answers to some of the questions.

The couple looked at each other and then took their seats.

That’s not a basic skill, is it?

The second level begins.

“So for the first question, may I ask this gentleman what color is your wife’s tail? Please answer immediately!” The moderator was speaking quite fast, totally pressurizing Leon on.

Leon had just finished being pressurized by the she-dragon and his mouth was almost subconsciously ready to make the “y” gag, but luckily he braked in time, “Duck!”

“Very well, very well, it seems that the gentleman–“

No sooner had this compliment been uttered than the host immediately looked to Loseweather, “What is your husband’s occupation?”

“Dragonslayer – ah …… Tut, Tut Dragon Clan.”

The host was also stunned, “Do we still have a branch of the Tulong Clan? This question does not count as a break-in.”

“Ah yes yes yes, it was a small clan that has been disbanded, my husband was initiated into our Silver Dragon clan.” Lossweather hurriedly rounded up the conversation.

The host nodded, “Okay, so the next question-“

The next few questions continued to be the same kind of questions that usually require absolutely no over-the-top thinking to get right.

However, according to the rules of the game, one can’t go for the right answer.

Leon and Lois Visser also suffered an accidental twenty-second penalty during the question and answer process.

But it sort of found a rhythm and stumbled to the last two questions.

“May I ask you, sir, what part of your body are you most pleased with?”

“My wife.”

Loseweather silently covered her face.

Even if you’re following the rules and answering irrelevant answers, don’t get so far out of line, okay?

“Okay, last question then! It’s a nice day for a sports meeting, and I’m really curious to know how the battle is going over at the Cubs-“

The hosts are constantly dropping “smoke bombs” on Leon, one minute he’s talking about his family, the next he’s throwing out questions.

He stared intently at the host’s mouth and swallowed nervously.

“Maybe I’ll retire as a forest ranger if I can – do you love your husband?”

“Love-” Roseweather almost blurted out.

Leon:?

Moderator!

I guess you’re still stuck on the last question! Be a good boy and wait here for ten seconds!

But just as the moderator was about to call the penalty, Loseweather