Zhou Mengyue and her party of six directly entered the great hall.
Two young girls and four mature beauties whose charm was still evident.
All six radiated an allure that was difficult for anyone to extricate themselves from.
Whether it was their faces or figures, they were rare beauties seldom seen in the mortal realm.
Zhao Qiming and the others couldn't help but be stunned upon seeing them, and joy immediately appeared on their faces.
One of the two young girls, upon seeing Zhao Qiming, threw herself at him, plunging into his embrace.
"Zhao Lang, I've missed you so much." The girl pouted her tender, cherry lips and coquettishly complained with a flirtatious expression.
Zhao Qiming wrapped his arms around the girl's slender waist, a smug smile on his face as he said, "Good girl, once we leave the Heavenly Star Palace, I'll take you back to Yuheng Heaven, and then you can serve me every day."
"Really?" the girl immediately exclaimed with joy.
