Wenren Sheng was rendered speechless.
He had known all along—how could Little Illusion possibly keep at something forever? A three-minute attention span was normal for her.
"Isn't Old Zhao's place next door?"
"Yeah." Little Illusion did not even look up, skillfully opening the page and topping up money.
"Oh, what game are you playing?" Wenren Sheng asked again.
"All Heavens Game. You can spend money to buy characters in it, then play as them." Little Illusion continued.
"Oh, then what exactly are you using to pay?" Wenren Sheng did not believe there was any currency that could circulate across different worlds.
"Of course, Mysterious Power. True Energy, Internal Force, Chakra, magic power, spiritual power, qi... they can all be used as payment. They'll take anything."
"Where did you get it?" Wenren Sheng had a bad feeling.
"From you." Little Illusion said it as if it were only natural.
"No wonder I've been feeling a little weak lately." Wenren Sheng rubbed his waist.
"That has nothing to do with me. I only used a tiny little bit. Stop bothering me, I need to have fun."
Wenren Sheng looked down and saw that Little Illusion had bought the role of an emperor.
She was playing Imperial Harem Flow.
One imperial concubine after another was currying favor with him.
Every move he made could directly decide the imperial concubines' Fate.
It was perfectly normal for imperial concubines to ponder an emperor's single sentence for three days, or even three months.
Of course, that only applied to those qualified and fortunate enough to approach the emperor.
Naturally, being emperor felt great.
Pleasant days passed quickly.
From that perspective, time really did fly.
This emperor only enjoyed himself for thirteen years.
Then he fell seriously ill.
There were very few long-lived emperors.
Of course, there