"Well... I wouldn't dare disobey the Huan Empress's command!"
As Xiao Ying pondered, Diao Chan cast a troubled glance at Qi Ji, then answered with resolve. Her face was full of sincerity; clearly, she spoke from the heart rather than inventing an excuse.
"Oh?" Xiao Ying looked questioningly at Qi Ji. From what Diao Chan had said, Qi Ji had forced her to remain at her side? What did that mean?
Diao Chan's charms did indeed captivate men and women, young and old alike. But Qi Ji was herself a peerless historical beauty, and a woman besides. She should not have been drawn in by Diao Chan's allure. There had to be another reason.
At that thought, Xiao Ying looked toward Di Wushuang, Demon Empress Ying Ying, and the others with considerable displeasure.
Now that he had returned and learned that Di Wushuang and the leaders of the Otherworlder Alliance's ten greatest powers had still not betrayed him, and had rushed over at the first opportunity, Xiao Ying felt deeply gratified. He had even considered taking them to the Upper Realm.
But while natives such as Qi Ji and Zhi Ji might not understand what Diao Chan represented because they knew little of Otherworlder history, Di Wushuang, an Otherworlder herself, could not possibly be ignorant of it!
Whether this was a case of beauty bringing calamity, or troubled times giving rise to beauties, he could not say!
The appearance of every historical beauty essentially heralded a great saga of grudges, love, and hatred. The higher her grade, the greater her influence. This was their innate fate: they were born in response to the tides of fortune.
Xiao Ying's own experiences were a case in point. His entanglements with Han King Liu Bang and Overlord Xiang Yu were inseparable from Qi