Shangguan Fa had been romantically involved with countless women. Even he himself could not tell the approximate number of women he had slept with. Nor did he bother to remember those women of little importance.
The Supreme King felt enticed by pretty women the same as an emperor was tempted by land. Although all the mountains and rivers under the sky looked almost the same, the vast expanse of land always seemed to be stretching to infinity. Faced with such an endless land, an emperor could never cease to conquer.
The Supreme King never stopped conquering, either. In his eyes, every woman he had slept with was like a piece of land he had seized. Driven by an indescribable desire, he pressed ahead, conquering continuously, and seldom cast a glance backward. This desire was not a lust for women, since he had lost interest in this kind of thing a long time ago. Nor was it an urge to gratify his vanity, for he disdained to do so.
