The Golden Crow Crown Prince had watched as his own lower body was crushed into a bloody paste. A psychological scar had already formed. Many times, he jolted awake as soon as he closed his eyes.
He had even begun to wonder if he had lost 'that' ability, so he needed to quickly prove himself. Normal palace maids couldn't get him excited, but the incredibly beautiful Medusa Queen was a different story. She would undoubtedly be able to restore his powerful masculinity.
When he saw the Golden Crow Crown Prince's excited expression, Elder Bastion felt a bit troubled. He said, "Crown prince, I was unable to bring the Medusa Queen back."
"What?" the Golden Crow Crown Prince exclaimed, his expression turning sinister. He was just about to act out when he remembered Elder Bastion's grandmaster status, so he could only swallow the curses back down. Instead, he asked, "What happened?"
