Yang Chen was surprised and said, "What? From the sound of it, it seems that if someone else was to cooperate with you in reproduction, you might not let the offspring recognize their father?"
"Do you think it's the same as your human race?" Xing Tong held her shoulders and spoke gracefully, "For us of the Insect Race, males can be treated as slaves. We usually reproduce on our own, and even if we use males, we mostly take advantage of them. There's no way we'd let the offspring recognize their fathers. But you're different. Your strength is powerful and matches my status, so having the child know you as a father wouldn't be disgraceful."
Upon hearing this, Yang Chen immediately waved his hand and said, "Forget it, I can't enjoy the blessing of your Insect Race."
