It was indeed very high, but could he fucking look at the situation? The Queen Mother's lips twitched, making her perfect face look utterly aggrieved—no, ugly.
There were quite a few people in the pool, more than a dozen. The moment Qin Fen popped his head up, screams immediately rang out.
The previously quiet bathhouse instantly turned into chaos. Qin Fen happily swept his gaze around. This was too thrilling. Back then, Cowherd had peeped at just one Weaver Girl. Today, he had seen a whole group!
Unfortunately, Qin Fen muttered miserably, "What the hell is that dudou?" He simply could not accept it. It was far too lacking in aesthetic appeal!
He was melancholy, but the Queen Mother was even more melancholy. It was one thing when she was alone, but there were so many people today. Naturally, she was going mad!
Chang'e had initially been shocked as well, but the moment she heard Big Chef's suggestion, she was instantly filled with admiration and forgot her embarrassment and panic. A stage could allow interaction with the many female immortals while they danced and also showcase the clothing. Once something novel and unconventional appeared, it would draw widespread attention.
And that was not even the most impressive part. Women were naturally inclined to take small advantages. This was square dancing, after all, and the main participants were housewives—women who managed their households. Though they were immortals and did not face the same pressures as mortals, they certainly would not refuse a benefit. He had thoroughly understood the nature and common weakness of this type of female immortal.
The more terrifying killer move came afterward: calendars. Once they were taken home, they would not be appreciated by just one person, but by an entire family. When men saw the special qualities