After Xu Jingming left, the villa fell quiet.
Holding Xu Xinghe, Song Qiuyun stood before the floor-to-ceiling window and gazed in the direction the spacecraft had vanished. She said softly:
"Jingming is always like this, always out in front."
Jiang Chuxuan, the white-haired young wife, walked over, placed Xu Xinglan in the smart cradle, and gently replied:
"Yes. From Blue Star to the Noah Empire, he's never stopped moving forward.
But at least we're together again now, instead of being separated by a vast stretch of stars like before."
As her words fell, wistful expressions appeared on all the women's faces.
They had never imagined Xu Jingming would take them away from Blue Star and into the wider universe.
"Jingming has gone to the sacred land. We can't slack off either."
Aimes leaned her graceful figure against the doorway. Her pale golden eyes swept over the women as she said with a smile:
"The Imperial Academy has a hundred times the resources of Blue Star. Cultivating here will be much faster."
"Aimes is right. Why don't we make a bet?
When Jingming comes back next time, let's see who can last longer than she did last time."
A bright smile lit up Ling Shuang's mature, exquisite face as she spoke.
There was no need to explain what she meant by lasting longer. All the women understood.
"That's a good idea. We'll see who makes the most progress during this time."
Su Qingli blinked her large, clear eyes.
She had once been the aloof head of the Thunder Martial Hall.
After so much time and countless intimate encounters, she no longer grew shy when discussing this.
Then Leng Yuexi and her sister, along with Catherine and Sakuragi Rin, joined the discussion.
They had once been Blue Star's most brilliant talents. Now