My Wife Really Is a Big Shot

Fortunately, Liu Ruolan's phenomenon did not last long.

Just as Wang Shouzhe was feeling deeply uneasy, that incomparably profound "Sacred Diagram," as though it had perceived the very essence of the Heavenly Dao, gradually receded, and all manner of phenomena vanished into nothingness.

The precious light and rosy radiance surrounding Liu Ruolan also gradually returned to her body.

She soon returned to her usual appearance—fresh and jade-like, the dignified matriarch of the Wang Clan.

The moment she saw Wang Shouzhe's bedraggled state, she hurried forward to support him. "Husband, are you all right?"

"I'm fine, I'm fine." Only then did Wang Shouzhe calm himself somewhat. Looking Liu Ruolan up and down, he asked, "Wife, do you know what just happened?"

"I vaguely seemed to remember something, but once I woke up, it all became like a great dream, hazy and indistinct." Liu Ruolan furrowed her brows, carefully trying to recall the fading memories, as though seeking to catch hold of something. "Oh, right. In that 'dream,' I seemed to see the Divine Martial Saint Emperor. It felt as though I even fought him. Faintly, I also saw Luwei... Luwei kept crying."

"The Holy Emperor who cultivated the Azure Emperor Sacred Diagram? The Holy Emperor of our Divine Martial Dynasty?" Wang Shouzhe was somewhat stunned. "Could it be that you..."

"Husband, could I also be the reincarnation of one of the Ten Most Wanted?" Liu Ruolan frowned. "Otherwise, how would I know Weiwei? And why would I fight the Holy Emperor?"

"Absolutely not!" Wang Shouzhe declared with ironclad certainty. "My wife is an immortal from the heavens who merely fell into the mortal world by accident. How could you possibly be a wanted criminal? Perhaps you saw Luwei being captured by the Holy Emperor back then... and your chivalrous heart stirred,