Xuanyuan's Troubles

Xuanyuan habitually rubbed his lower back as he walked out of the main tent. Looking at the Left Army, which had already assembled outside, he revealed a delighted smile.

However, when he saw the thousands of small teams from different races surrounding the army, he could not help but rub his forehead.

He fell into a dilemma, wondering how he would explain himself to his Masters and his mother after returning.

As the saying went, marrying a wife was a moment of bliss, but dealing with the aftermath would leave one scratching one's head!

"Husband, it's time to set out!"

Just then, a crisp and melodious voice, yet one that gathered thousands of different tones into a sound like a heavenly chorus—or demonic music pouring into his brain—rang out in unison from behind the army!

That was the formation of his "Wives' Army"! Thousands of Dao Companions from different races, each possessing her own beauty and charm, were staring at him with burning eyes. Their expectant gazes nearly melted him.

"Boom!"

Xuanyuan felt the gazes of every Soldier in the entire Left Army instantly focus on him.

Those gazes were incredibly complicated. There was reverence for their Commander having accomplished a great feat, and gratitude that they had survived to witness the unification of the Great Wilderness, but more than anything else, there was a "resentment" so dense it had almost taken tangible form!

It was as if they were silently protesting: "Marshal! You're eating all the meat and not even leaving us a sip of soup! Thousands of them! How did you manage that?"

At that moment, Xuanyuan clearly sensed the trace of resentment in the gazes of the Left Army as they looked at him. Each gaze seemed to silently accuse him, their selfish-eating Commander.

Xuanyuan's old face