"Seventh Brother, I'm on the patrol ship." Wang Ansong's Profound Qi surged from his sea of qi, carrying his resonant voice outward. "You came at just the right time. We captured two spies inciting civil unrest. One of them even pretended to be your fiancée. Heh, everyone knows our Seventh Sister-in-law is Little Princess Yiluo."
Pretending to be his fiancée?
Wu Xuening was even more dumbfounded. Her face flared red, and she looked like a complete mess in the wind. I—I—I, when did I ever pretend to be Anye's fiancée?
"There's such a thing? Since when did I gain another fiancée?" Wang Anye's surprised voice came through. "Wait a moment. I'll board the ship and take a look."
Wuwu~ How humiliating!
Wu Xuening stamped her feet anxiously.
This time, accompanying His Majesty while posing as Rogue Cultivators, she naturally could not use her original face—that face of "immortal grace and jade-like bones." After the Emperor Patriarch's painstaking "renovations," she had gone from an elf-like "little fairy maiden" to an utterly ordinary "common beauty," one among a hundred.
Not to mention that she had been caught as a spy after following Grandfather Patriarch around the Wang Clan's territory and stirring up a storm.
She was even wearing shackles, looking so bedraggled. How could she let Anye see her like this? If he really did see her, what image would she have left in front of him afterward?
"Grandpa Old Yao... please help me." Wu Xuening sent a pleading voice transmission.
Sigh~
Old Yao sighed deeply to himself.
That child Xuening had truly sunk deeper and deeper.
But if anyone was to blame, it could only be that Anye was too outstanding.
Not to mention a little girl like Xuening—even Old Yao, who had seen all manner of young heroes over the