Fu Huan was being pointed at and pointed at by Si Mubei, and he was unhappy: "I'm telling you, you dead tombstone, you're always second best. Cangying is a coward and a wimp. Why are you pointing at me? If you're so tough and capable, then point at him."

Si Mubei raised his head and stiffened his neck, arguing forcefully: "He is the high priest of the Great Western Kingdom, and you are the son-in-law of the Great Western Kingdom. You two are one family. When I point at you, it means I'm pointing at him. Is there a problem?"

Fu Huan ground her back teeth and grinned, "No problem, absolutely no problem. But I'm just wondering, what does it have to do with you who someone has a crush on, who they like, or whether they confess?"

"You're a single cat, you don't worry about yourself, you worry about others. You don't need to worry about the 600-year-old dragon Cangying, and you don't need to nag about Yanliu, who is only focused on her career. I think you're just meddling in other people's business."

Si Mubei's stiff neck was like steel that wouldn't bend, and he argued as if it were free: "Do I want to worry? Do I want to talk nonsense? My little Huanhuan, you have no idea how infatuated your High Priest looks at our little Yanliu."

"Even as an observer, I think...tsk tsk..."

"Actually..." Fu Huan suppressed a deep breath, controlling her hand from slapping the cat's face, and interrupted Si Mubei while looking at Cang Ying dancing on the high platform: "Actually..."

Si Mubei waited for him to speak, but after a long time, he just said, "Actually, actually, what do you have to say? Why are you just standing there talking nonsense?"

Si Mubei immediately became aggressive and started to get angry, "What nonsense! Just say what you want to say directly. You're beating around the bush and stammering, it's like you have maggots stuck in your throat."

Fu Huan glanced at him with a disdainful look and said, "You're so barbaric and rude!"

Si Mubei retorted dismissively, "You're elegant, you're noble, you're handsome, you're highly sought after, everyone loves you, okay?"

Fu Huan: "..."

It's so-so, barely acceptable!

Si Mubei, that impatient little kitten: "What were you doing just now? Just tell me! You're driving me crazy!"

Fu Huan reminded him, "Dead Tombstone, you're a hybrid of a cat and a fox, not a human."

Si Mubei put his hands on his hips, his amber eyes widening: "Do you want to argue or fight? You tell me."

This cat is not funny at all. Fu Huan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I don't want to argue or fight. I just want to tell you that Cangying's dance has another meaning besides courtship."

Si Mubei blinked his amber eyes: "There's another meaning, what does it mean?"

Fu Huan stood with his hands behind his back, his posture upright, gazing at the willows in the large playground and Cang Ying on the platform, and said very slowly: "Protect, wait, anticipate..."

"Protect, wait, anticipate?" Si Mubei frowned slightly: "I know about it in ancient books and have seen it in ancient videos. It is a courtship dance. It does not mean to protect, wait, or anticipate."

Fu Huan sighed slightly and said in a deep voice, "This is the oldest dance in the deep sea. Not many people know it, and even fewer know about it. What you see is only an incomplete part of the information that your orc ancestors searched."

"This dance style originated from the deep sea. In the beginning, the deep sea was harsh, and deep-sea mermaids were not the only overlords of the deep sea, nor were they the most powerful species in the deep sea."

“There are many creatures in the deep sea that are more powerful than them, and many natural enemies that want to eat them. In order to avoid being eaten, to secure their territory, to reproduce, and to protect their families, they will strike first every year to eliminate some of their natural enemies, thus securing more living space for their families and ensuring that their wives do not live in fear or anxiety when giving birth.”

"Before each expedition to annihilate their natural enemies, their priests and their families would dance and tell them that they would protect their homeland and wait for their return until death."

"Among the merfolk who go out to face their natural enemies, not many are lucky enough to return. But merfolk are loyal; they have only one mate for life."

“Those mermaids who went out and never returned, their wives and husbands, even knowing they would never come back, would guard their homeland and wait with joy, hoping that one day they would suddenly appear and return to their side.”

"Mermaids who value love and companionship above all else cannot live without their partners. The following year, when they go to annihilate their natural enemies again, mermaids who have lost their husbands or wives will entrust their children to others, take the lead, and happily go to find their partners, never to return."

"Life goes on like this, day after day. They go through the cycle of losing their partners, entrusting their children to others, and never being able to come back, year after year, day after day."

"It seems to be a mission etched into the bones of the merfolk. Every generation, every merfolk, has done this for the sake of reproduction and for the sake of their race!"

"Later, due to the harsh climate and the survival of the fittest, many of the dominant species in the ocean degenerated and withdrew from the stage of history. The deep-sea mermaids evolved and became the dominant species in the ocean. They no longer worried about losing their mates, so this dance was no longer needed. However, the high priests of the deep sea would still dance it when they took office."

“They come to take up their posts, and dance this dance to tell the people of the deep sea that they have come to serve as their high priests and will protect them here.”

"So, Kitty, I don't agree with your idea that this is courtship or seeking pleasure. I think Cangying is more about expressing, protecting, waiting, and anticipating!"

"As for who to protect, who to wait for, and who to expect, opinions vary, so let's not speculate or overthink it here."

Si Mubei sniffed and wiped his eyes: "I never expected that the deep-sea mermaids would have such a story. What is love in this world that makes people willing to die for it?"

Fu Huan: "..."

How come he didn't know this thing was so good at empathy before?

He was still choking up, his eyes were still red, who the hell could believe that?

Yan Liu stood amidst the kneeling crowd of the Great Western Kingdom's people. Everyone was kneeling on the ground, holding their hands up above their heads. She stood there alone, her beauty and elegance unparalleled.

After Cangying finished dancing, he stood on the high platform and looked down. Their eyes met, separated by thousands of people, as if a glance could last a thousand years, and they only had each other in their eyes.

Countless crystal-clear beads fell from the high platform. The beads were very small, yet perfectly round.

Yanliu lowered her eyes slightly, avoiding his gaze, and opened her palm, where crystal-clear beads fell.

One by one, like mischievous beads of spiritual energy, they rolled in her palm and disappeared without a trace.

And these mischievous beads seemed to particularly like her; as she held out her hand, the beads rushed down, rolling around in her palm before disappearing.

Yan Liu slowly closed her fingers, then looked up. On the high platform, Cangying was slowly retreating. The wind blew his black belt, making it flutter as if it were about to float from the high platform, from his waist, to the horizon.

After Cangying left the high platform, the drumbeats stopped, and the people of the Great Western Kingdom, who were kneeling on the ground, surged about, shouting "High Priest! High Priest!"

The voices were loud, clear, and deafening, with a powerful and surging momentum. The light in everyone's eyes was like the deep sea, endless and boundless.

They also saw Yanliu, who was wearing a dress as blue as the sea and high heels. She was nearly 1.79 meters tall and stood out among the fish.

In particular, her aura, the pure plant-based spiritual energy emanating from her body, and the faint scent of herbs and trees made the mermaids of the Great Western Kingdom very fond of her.

After loudly calling out to the High Priest, they went to call Yanliu: "Lord Yanliu, when did you arrive? Why didn't you say anything?"

"Lord Yanliu, did you see our High Priest perform the blessing ceremony? Wasn't he handsome?"

"Lord Yanliu, I ship you and our High Priest. How about you demonstrate a skill that will win over our High Priest?"

"Your Excellency Yanliu, the fruit trees and grape trees you gave to the deep sea more than 100 years ago were so delicious and tasty."

Yan Liu smiled brightly, "Aren't they handing out grapes over there? Why don't you go line up? They'll be gone soon."

Upon hearing this, everyone turned to look, ignoring Yan Liu, and let out a squeal like a groundhog: "Ahhh, the sacrificial hall is starting to give out free fruit!"

"Oh my god, look! Look! Someone is picking grapes, all freshly picked from the tree. One bunch for each person, everyone who sees it gets a share."

"Queue up, queue up, hurry up and get in line..."

The mermaids who were just surrounding Yanliu suddenly lined up. Yanliu left several fruit trees in the deep sea, and after more than 100 years, they have grown quite a bit and bear abundant fruit every year.

In particular, the red grape tree outside the temple covers the entire playground surrounding the temple, about 8 meters above the ground. Strings of red grapes fall down, looking like rubies, making one's mouth water.

During major festivals and sacrifices, the maids, servants, and elders of the sacrificial hall would personally pick the fruit and give it to the people of the Great Western Kingdom.

Yanliu and the crowd went in opposite directions. They surged toward the entrance of the temple, while she headed toward the outer perimeter of the temple. The wind blew her skirt and ruffled her hair.

Sunlight seemed to shine down through the deep sea. Yanliu reached out and played with the hairpin in her hair. Her long green hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall. Someone took a picture of her with a personal terminal and posted it online.

Yanliu's die-hard fans, true fans, all kinds of fans, upon seeing this photo, exclaimed excitedly: "Wife, wife, my wife is so beautiful! Look at the wind, the sunshine, they all favor her!"

"The composition of this picture, the atmosphere of the sunlight, the dress that is the same color as the sea, the green hair, the emerald green eyes, it's absolutely stunning, absolutely stunning, I can't find a more beautiful woman than my wife."

"I have to say, my wife doesn't have any ugly photos. If she's ugly and has messy hair, you're called crazy. If she's beautiful and has messy hair, you're called stunningly beautiful. You're called a beauty even with messy hair."

"I hereby declare that this picture is shortlisted as the most beautiful picture of Yanliu Wife this year."

"I'm here to ship couples, ship couples! I'm here to ship couples, specifically our High Priestess and her. You guys have no idea how well-matched our High Priestess and her are."

"She's 1.79 meters tall in heels, and my High Priest is about 1.89 meters tall in shoes. With those heights, if the two of them were to walk together, you could imagine hundreds of thousands of words of a novel about unrequited love turning into reality."

"Does the High Priest of the Deep Sea Mermaid Clan need to have a secret crush? If you like someone, why not just confess? It's alright, it's alright. Confess to my wife Yanliu. If she doesn't accept, we'll understand and won't laugh at you."

"But then again, what if the high priest of the deep-sea mermaid clan confesses his love to Yanliu's wife, and she accepts? Wouldn't we all be heartbroken?"

"Good heavens, my good heavens! The words upstairs have woken us up from our slumber. They have the perfect timing, location, and people. They can see each other and interact with each other every day they want. We people are a million miles away from Lady Yanliu. She has the advantage of being close to the water tower and gets the moon first. Why are we adding fuel to the fire?"

"Hey everyone, are you all out of your minds, shipping your rivals with your wives?"

"Stop kowtowing, stop kowtowing, stop kowtowing, stop kowtowing! They're not a good match for each other at all, they're not a good match for each other at all. Yanliu's wife is a good match for me. Get out of here, she's mine."

"Get out of the way, get out of the way! It's mine, mine, mine! My whole family loves her. I'm already on Earth, pursuing her passionately. Maybe in the near future, I'll win her over, and then I'll invite you all to my wedding."

"Someone come quick! Someone who needs to pee a lot, wake up the people upstairs!"

"Look at what you're saying, thinking you're the chosen one, that Yanliu's wife would like you? Bah, I'll drown you in their spit."

"Hmph, believe it or not, on my very first day on Earth, I met Lady Yanliu and gave her a bouquet of 99 roses. Right now, I'm at the entrance to the deep sea, and as soon as Princess Yanliu arrives, I'll see her and give her another 99 roses. You'll all be so jealous!"

The clamoring star enthusiasts, in order to prove that they are on Earth, at the entrance to the deep sea, and that they have roses, even took photos and posted a nine-grid photo to infuriate those who look down on them.

Yanliu walked out of the arena with her hair down and saw Liesha dressed in a black robe. She didn't want to pay attention to him, but the place she was going to was the place where he was standing.

Left with no other choice, she walked toward him, intending to walk past him and ignore him. But then he spoke up: "Xihe, you abandoned me and went to land alone. You took my flying vehicle and car with you. I'll go back in your flying vehicle."

Yan Liu stopped walking, raised an eyelid, and said with a lazy and casual air, exuding a powerful aura: "My little chatterbox, you are now the Hunting Emperor of the Troia Empire. Your wife took away your flying vehicle, but she didn't scratch your face. Can't you use your connections in the Great Western Kingdom to borrow a car?"

She's a three-year-old child, yet she believed his illogical nonsense. What makes her believe it?

Ha, men!

Hunter corrected her: "Don't call me a chatterbox, it's beneath your dignity."

Yan Liu gave a forced smile: "Thank you for thinking of me. Go back to where you came from. I'm very busy and don't have time to play with you."

Hunt said to Yan Liu's retreating figure, "I saw it!"

Yan Liu had already taken three steps when she stepped back, crossed her arms, and looked up at the nearly 1.9-meter-tall, smelly man in front of her: "What did you see?"

Hunting bent down slightly and leaned closer to her, looking into her eyes. Her emerald green eyes were sparkling, carrying a hint of disgust and weariness, but mostly they were beautiful.

Yanliu let him look at her, then squinted her eyes and said, "Oh my, we've known each other for thousands of years, and you're looking at me like that, suddenly realizing I'm your true love?"

Hunting showed no human emotion in her eyes, no affection for the golden dragon cub. It was as if she could be affectionate towards anyone, and in an instant, she would be ruthless again.

Hunter reached out and flicked her forehead: "True love, what nonsense are you talking about? My Xihe can live for 1000 years!"

Yan Liu coolly reminded him: "She is 114 years old now, and has 886 years left. You shouldn't block my way and say these meaningless things to me. You should cherish every minute and second and be with her. After all, she only has 886 years left, while you... have endless years."

"You love her, and you will have to send her away with your own hands in the future..."

Her words were hurtful and honest, piercing to the core, leaving one speechless and feeling as if an invisible hand was gripping one's heart.

What's so good about immortality?

Immortality is not a good thing.

Changsheng will not fall in love with anyone, will not care about anyone, and will find happiness and joy in playing around with life.

Once you have loved ones, once you have people you care about, they cannot live with you forever, and you have to send them off with your own hands. The one who suffers is not the one who dies, but the one who lives.

People may be similar, but no two are exactly alike. The dead person will become more and more vivid in the mind of the living person year after year, month after month, day after day.

The lesson from the past is that Shu Xubai has been unconscious for over 100 years. That old codger, arrogant, stubborn, and unwilling to admit his mistakes, finally broke down in the face of death, unable to face reality.

Hunting's pupils constricted at her words, a dark undercurrent flashing in his eyes, "Yanliu, you won't fall in love with anyone, right?"

Yan Liu curled her lips into a bright and proud smile, declaring her stance and speaking her mind as if she had no limits: "I am a tree. In ancient Chinese terms, I am a demon. How could a demon fall in love with a human? Those who are not of my kind must be punished."

"Is money not tempting enough, or are there not enough things to do? I've fallen in love with someone. Do you think I'm you? Falling in love with a dragon cub thousands of years younger than me is like an old cow eating tender grass. You think it's pretty beautiful even with your naked bottom exposed."

His predatory gaze swept past her, glancing at Cangying in the distance, who had changed into a red robe. He moved even closer to her: "You won't fall in love with someone, will you? Someone has fallen in love with you?"

Yan Liu clicked her tongue and said, "You poor man who was abandoned by your wife. I'll mourn for you for two seconds. Any more than that would be a disservice to our years of friendship."

Jiang Dandan is indeed amazing. Look at how she turned a ruthless knife into something resembling a pitiful middle-aged man with elderly parents and young children to support, and one of them in a terrible situation, who can't even earn money himself.

Hunt glanced again at Cangying, who was standing in the distance looking this way, and suddenly smiled, straightening up. "Yanliu, you still haven't told me that you won't fall in love with anyone else. What will you do if someone falls in love with you?"

Yan Liu thought he was really sick, seriously sick. She raised her chin, exuding an aura of dominance, and casually swung her hand: "Those who love me are like carp crossing a river, covering people, beasts, fish, and insects. If I gave you a brick, you could just throw it into a crowd and kill three people who admire me."

"You, the sovereign ruler of the Troia Empire, ask me such a naive and pointless question? Have you gone mad from sitting in such a high position for so many years?"

"What can I do about it? Let them love me, it's not like I made them love me. Just because I have a pretty face and such a devilish figure doesn't mean I have to sleep with every person who falls in love with me. How stupid would I be?"

Hunt: "..."

Work makes people irritable, and people who haven't rested for over 100 years are even more irritable.

Look at that golden dragon cub in the distance, tsk tsk~~

Yan Liu abruptly withdrew her hand: "Alright, alright, stop beating around the bush and stop testing me. I'm telling you, whoever falls in love with me is their business, it has nothing to do with me."

"I... like money, I like all things valuable, but I have absolutely no interest in males."

"You're such a person, you talk a lot of nonsense, all you want is to come with me and hitch a ride. Here, take the flying vehicle, go by yourself, stop bothering me."

The space button containing the aircraft was tossed to Hunter by Smoke Willow. Hunter reached out and took it, a slight smile playing on his lips: "You could have given it to me earlier. Let's go, I'll go with you."

Yan Liu raised her hand: "Ugly, no thanks!"

Hunt: "..."

goodbye!

Hunt turned and left, with Smoke Willow following leisurely behind.

Unbeknownst to them, their close conversation had just been photographed and videotaped.

Because of the distance, the photos and videos are a bit blurry.

The photos show that the hunter was the one who initiated the hunt.

The moment these photos and videos were released, the entire Abel Galaxy was in an uproar: "My goodness, what is this hunting down of His Majesty for? He went to the Deep Sea Merfolk to attend an event, not to seduce Lady Yanliu. Where is our Queen?"

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it! I've been shipping His Majesty the Hunter and our Queen for 100 years, and now you're telling me my ship is no good? What's the point of believing in love then?"

“I would never be interested in him. Don’t make a big deal out of it. Besides, Yanliu is also one of the heirs of the Troya Empire. It’s normal for an emperor and an heir to get closer when they meet.”

"Open your dog eyes and look. The place they are in is the Great Western Kingdom in the Deep Sea. Judging from the composition of the video and photos, they are in an open space."

"The fact that they were in an open space proves that they were chatting and talking openly and honestly; it was just that the photos were taken."

Jiang Dandan lay in her room in the main city, looked at what was going on online, and sent a message: "You can talk about your hunting of His Majesty, but don't drag my beautiful Yanliu into it, or I'll get mad at you!"

Not long after Jiang Dandan posted her message, before her fans could even react, Yan Liu also posted: "Even though I'm beautiful, you guys ship everything I do. Aren't you afraid of getting indigestion?"

"Who is he? Who am I? He tried to seduce me, and I actually fell for him?"

"How could a man who has no pocket money and whose flying machine and car can't move after his wife takes them away be worthy of a rich and beautiful woman like me? Wake up! You're all blind, but I'm not!"

Jiang Dandan and Yan Liu posted their messages one after the other, and with many fans slowing down the video, they discovered that Yan Liu had indeed thrown a spaceship button to the Hunter.

The spacecraft's spatial button indirectly proves that the Hunter Emperor is henpecked, and that their Queen Xihe is skilled at disciplining her husband.

The fans couldn't help but burst into laughter. In Yanliu's words, "That's right, that's right! What is his status? What is Yanliu's status? Are they worthy? No, they're not!"

"Yeah, how could a man who doesn't even have pocket money be worthy of a rich woman like Lady Yanliu? Those who ship them should come out and get beaten up."

"Yanliu, the great beauty, has fans everywhere. I never thought that Her Majesty Queen Xihe would rather give up the King Consort for Yanliu. Indeed, no one can match her charm."

"I'm totally shipping them! I'll ship Queen Xihe and the beautiful Yanliu first!"

"I kowtowed too, I kowtowed too."

"Hey upstairs, watch your step! The beautiful Yanliu just said she'll eat anything. Aren't you worried about getting indigestion?"

"Although she's versatile and has great chemistry with everyone, don't go too far."

The news of the Troia Empire hunting down His Majesty and Lady Yanliu was quickly extinguished before it even broke. It's absurd that it didn't cause a ripple at all.

After finishing browsing the internet, Yanliu realized it was almost time to leave the Great Western Kingdom. She turned on her personal terminal, intending to send a message to Cangying, but then remembered that he didn't have a personal terminal with him, so she abandoned the idea.

Just as she was about to leave, the chubby, orange-haired Si Mubei suddenly appeared from some corner: "Hey, beautiful Yanliu, are you going to text me?"

Yan Liu looked at the big fat orange cat. Its eyes, no longer feigning anything, were round and amber in color, truly resembling a cat's eyes.

He has Tibetan fox blood, and his original form can transform into a Tibetan fox. However, his human form looks more like a cat—beautiful, arrogant, frizzy, and prone to jumping around like a cat.

"What are you looking at? Don't you recognize me?" Si Mubei said, putting his hands on his hips as he saw her staring at him. "Or perhaps you saw Cangying behind you?"

Cangying behind her?

Yan Liu was slightly taken aback. She turned around and saw Cangying, dressed in a red robe and black belt with white hair, not far from her. He was touching the heads of his followers and slowly walking towards her.

That damned Si Mubei, that damned cat who always thinks things aren't bad enough, disappeared again after reminding Yan Liu, as fast as a little rabbit.

Yanliu waited for him in the same spot, until he walked up to her: "Every time you finish dancing and change your clothes, you still have to come out and give them blessings manually?"

Cangying, aloof and ethereal, with an exceptionally graceful figure, answered Yanliu, "I encountered them, and if they were in need, I bestowed blessings upon them."

Yanliu nodded as if suddenly realizing something: "I see. Why don't you continue to bestow blessings? I see there are quite a few people waiting for you over there."

Cangying glanced back and said, "They're not waiting for me; they're looking at you."

Yan Liu was speechless: "Look at me? What's so interesting about me?"

Cangying paused slightly: "They were just discussing confessing their feelings to you."

Yan Liu exclaimed, "I'd better hurry up and leave, or it will cause chaos."

Cangying hesitated for a moment: "I'll take you!"

Yanliu thought about how she had just texted him to let him know she was leaving, and now that he offered to see her off, she thought, "Okay."

Cangying: "Please!"

The two stood side by side, two steps apart, giving the impression of being distant yet polite, neither familiar nor estranged.

Yanliu thought that he was being polite by sending her out of the Great Western Kingdom, but she didn't expect that he would send her out of the deep sea as if he wanted to send her back to the main city on land.

Before Yan Liu could even utter her polite refusal, he had already taken his seat in the cockpit of the aircraft. Left with no other choice, Yan Liu sat in the co-pilot's seat.

The distance from the estuary to the main city by air takes six or seven hours if it's slow, and four or five hours if it's fast. It's night now, and the sky is pitch black; there's not even a moon or stars.

Halfway through the flight, thunder rumbled and a torrential downpour began, halving the aircraft's speed. What should have been a five- or six-hour journey took eight or nine hours to complete.

Upon arrival, the rain was still pouring down. Yanliu casually remarked, "With such heavy rain, why don't you go back tomorrow?"

Cangying escorted her to the corridor: "No, I'm going straight back. Rainy days are no different from sunny days to me."

Yan Liu stood in the corridor, looking at the torrential rain outside: "Alright, I won't keep you any longer. Oh, by the way, take your personal computer with you. It'll be easier to send you messages later if I want to come find you."

Cangying was startled. He pulled out his personal computer from his spatial storage. It was a computer from over 100 years ago and was no longer useful. He said, "Okay, but don't send me any messages for the next two days. My personal computer is broken, and I'll go back and get a new one."

Yanliu smiled and said, "Okay, take care, goodbye!"

Cangying watched him retreat into the rain, the torrential rain soaking him. He transformed into a dragon, let out a dragon's roar, and soared into the sky, disappearing into the darkness.

Yan Liu turned her head to watch him go. The golden dragon truly shone brightly whether in the dark or in the daytime, its color stunningly beautiful.

A long, long time later, Yanliu got up and smoked a willow branch. He darted to the wooden beam in the corridor and pulled down a large orange with nine tails.

The big orange cat had a noose around its neck, its nine big tails were flapping wildly like fans, and its paws were sticking out from its paw pads. Because of the noose around its neck, the big orange cat let out a shrill meow like a cat being killed.

Yanliu lifted the large orange through the willow branches and said, "Hey Fatty, have you been incredibly bored lately, so you've been following me around all day?"

The nine-tailed giant orange, Si Mubei, suddenly transformed into a human, ripped off the willow branch from its neck, and stared wide-eyed with amber eyes. "I've been observing the night sky lately and noticed that your Red Phoenix Star is in motion. I'm curious, what kind of person can enter your heart?"

Yanliu peered into the sky; there were no stars, no moon, only heavy rain. He even observed the celestial phenomena at night. This big orange was always climbing on the roof and tearing off the tiles if he didn't get a good beating.

To deal with Big Orange, Yan Liu didn't hesitate and immediately dialed Hu Xian's communication number.

Big Orange was still chatting away: "Little Yanliu, what kind of male do you like? Tell me, tell me! Oh my god, I'm so bored, I just want to hear some gossip..."

"We're both single, so we have a lot in common..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yanliu's call was connected, and Hu Xian's cool voice came through the screen: "Good evening, Your Excellency Yanliu. May I ask what brings you to call me so late?"

Yanliu Communications was on speakerphone, and she spoke directly to Hu Xian: "Fox, your cat has decided to go on a blind date for breeding. You should make arrangements to send the cat or something to Earth as a potential partner."

"Also, bring the 70 foxes you adopted with you when you come. Your cat said he wants to experience the joy of being a father in advance!"