As he spoke, Qing Yu the Great Emperor of Northern Liang descended from the sky.
After a resounding victory, Qing Yu the Great Emperor was brimming with vigor from his good fortune. His entire demeanor had changed from before, and even his cultivation realm seemed to have loosened somewhat, making him a little stronger than he had been.
Layers upon layers of his Profound Qi spread around him, carrying along "a whole bunch" of young women—from little girls in their early teens to young ladies, all manner were present.
Every one of those girls was exquisitely dressed. Some were innocent and adorable, some intellectual and aloof, and others tall and statuesque with the air of mature beauties. There were eight or nine of them in all.
"Uh..."
Wang Fugui was instantly speechless, staring at Qing Yu the Great Emperor with the hollow-eyed look of someone who no longer wished to live.
Was the old man saying his life was too carefree and had deliberately come to make trouble for him? Could this even be called a gift?
"Ancestor Qing Yu!!" Yun Mengyu stamped her feet in fury. "What exactly do you mean by this?"
Having to fend off all those little princesses from the imperial family earlier had already been irritating enough. Who would have thought Qing Yu the Great Emperor would go even further, somehow digging up another whole group of beauties of all ages?
"What are those expressions on your faces for?" Qing Yu the Great Emperor chuckled. "Fugui utterly crushed Xianggu City and rendered an unparalleled service. Now that his name has risen like a comet, it's only natural that all the aristocratic families would covet him."
"Mengyu, you should try to understand your maternal great-grandfather more. I'm in a difficult position too. Our Liang Kingdom has