That evening, a golden figure quietly arrived next to the camp.
It was Gu Yan who arrived slowly.
He was utterly perplexed by the sounds coming from inside that were making him angry.
"So open-minded, huh? Do they even have to have sex a few times before a battle?" he muttered to himself, stroking his chin.
...
In front of the endless rows of tents, there were tables and beds set up, and a group of burly men surrounded them.
...
They brazenly mocked the people inside...
The man inside the tent was so angry at his wife's voice that he almost ground his teeth to powder. He tried to plug his ears to stop listening, but he just couldn't.
"This is outrageous! I'm going to fight them!" a middle-aged man said, panting heavily.
Just hearing about it makes it unimaginable what kind of inhuman treatment his wife has suffered.
“Pei Rui, don’t be impulsive. We’ll go back tomorrow and not stay here anymore,” a man who looked to be in his fifties said, patting him on the shoulder.
"Ah, I don't..."
With a thud.
He suddenly collapsed to the ground, a large bump swelling on his head.
"Let him rest for a while. It won't hurt if he doesn't listen to anything; at least he'll survive," a middle-aged man said sympathetically, rubbing his head.
It had obviously been smashed before.
...
This scene was playing out all over the camp, and for some reason, almost everyone was putting in more effort than usual.
Hearing his wife's voice caused immense suffering to the people in both cities.
...
In a palace halfway up the mountain.
A beautiful woman lay slumped beneath the throne, looking very weak.
"Ah, brother, I should go back now, or the maids will notice," Hera said wearily.
A man in plain clothes in black on the throne patted her head and pinched her chin, saying, "Zeus is really stupid. He hasn't touched a beauty like you for so many years."
But it's all good, I benefit from it all.
Hera blushed with embarrassment, knelt down, pushed him back onto the throne, and slammed him against her.
The man in black plainclothes instantly contorted his expression...
...
Before a magnificent palace stood a middle-aged man in golden armor.
"Where is the Queen?" he asked, looking at the maids on either side.
"Your Majesty, the Divine King, the Divine Queen has not returned today," a maid of about sixteen or seventeen years old said softly.
Zeus glanced at her, his eyes widening slightly, and walked straight over.
For some reason, he couldn't help himself whenever he saw someone who resembled Gaia in appearance and figure.
"You may all leave," he said to the remaining maids.
The maids on both sides were stunned for a moment, and glanced at the newly arrived girl with some envy.
"Your Majesty, this is the Empress's bedchamber..." the girl said shyly, her small hands clutching her white dress.
"It's alright, I'm in charge here." Zeus said, looking at the girl's stunning beauty, then picked her up and pushed open the door.
...
Half an hour later.
A woman in a long gold dress walked back unsteadily, her beautiful eyes showing fatigue, but her gorgeous face was glowing.
Her already alluring figure became even more slender, as if she had practiced some kind of body-cultivating technique.
She glanced furtively at the side of the main hall and, finding no one there, breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It seems they've all gone back. That's good."
As she approached the door, her delicate eyebrows suddenly furrowed.
They could obviously hear the sounds coming from inside.
"Heh, what a waste, only dares to look for maids here." She said disdainfully, slamming her hand on the door.
With a bang.
"Who is it...?"
Upon hearing this, Zeus immediately felt dizzy and collapsed to the ground.
He got so scared that he lost control again...
After recognizing the newcomer, the girl immediately knelt on the ground and said, "Your Majesty the God Queen, it was His Majesty the God King who forced Afra."
"You may rest here with His Majesty. I will go and cultivate," Hera said, glancing at Zeus with disgust.
After that scare, he's probably crippled...
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