When Empress Shangguan Linlang finished speaking with the Heavenly Emperor Yu Siang, she hung up the phone, and then she was immediately surrounded by a group of men.
"Linda, what, what did you say to the Jade Emperor? What is he going to do?" President Xuanyuan Wuji felt that his worldview was constantly facing novel things, being deconstructed and then reassembled, only to be torn apart again, he no longer wanted to think about just how unconventional and challenging to social norms his problems were.
"Linda, what in the world are you planning to do?" Nalan Fusu touched his stiff handsome face, then spoke as if he were on his last breath.
