Windsor couldn't help but blush.
She quickly regained her composure and returned to the 'wall of defense against men' formed by a few of her girlfriends, laughing and chatting happily with them.
However, the gazes of these young female nobles occasionally strayed towards the old crone next to Kolev.
Ding ding.
Yang Ming's watch received a notification from Lyu.
'Boss, your biological factors are so strong. Among the on-site women with fertility, sixty-three percent are experiencing varying degrees of hormonal changes.'
Yang Ming could only maintain a calm smile at this.
He had just received a genetic stabilizing liquid shot yesterday.
To avoid being devoured alive by this group of noblewomen, Yang Ming decided to stick close to his first officer.
"Uncle, the important gathering you mentioned before, is this it?"
