Ye Yu had understood something for a long time:
Finding one girlfriend is already risky because you never know if the relationship will last.
But finding two? That’s dangerous—you never know when they’ll run into each other.
And now, Ye Yu found himself in an extremely dangerous situation.
Eight of his wives from the dream world were gathered together in one place.
Among them were an empress, a great demon, a sect leader, a mermaid, a clan head, a celestial reincarnation—basically, he had every possible title covered.
And to top it off, one of them was a yandere.
In this situation, it was nearly impossible to manage.
Especially when all of them were gazing at him expectantly.
This was the real challenge—because ultimately, choices had to be made.
Even something as simple as who to greet first was a delicate matter. Neglecting anyone would hurt feelings.
Treating everyone equally? Impossible!
Trying to keep everyone satisfied was a hopeless fantasy.
So Ye Yu reminded himself again and again to stay calm and confident.
If he showed any sign of weakness, these eight wives would be impossible to handle.
He quickly thought through his options.
In a steady voice, he said, “Ladies, we’ve all met at least once before, some of you even more than once. So, I believe most of you understand the concept of parallel worlds.”
He paused, his gaze settling on Gan Zhizui.
“But you, Zhui’er, this must be our first time meeting in person.”
Hearing this, Gan Zhizui’s face lit up with a soft smile.
Within her mind, her inner voice, Gan Duoduo, asked curiously, “Sister, what does he mean by ‘parallel world’?”
“It doesn’t matter,” Gan Zhizui replied, gazing at Ye Yu with affection. “What matters is that he remembers us.”
Meanwhile, Li Ruowang frowned slightly.
The first name he mentioned wasn’t hers, but another woman’s.
This didn’t sit well with her.
She pursed her lips, feeling as though Ye Yu owed her an explanation.
For instance, why were there so many wives? Including the recently departed Lin Miaoxue and Yun Roumu, who had been ejected, they were already in double digits.
What was he aiming for—enough to name a whole book?
The more she thought about it, the more irritated she became, until she couldn’t hold back a scoff.
Standing nearby, Zuo Yingchun noticed everything.
Already at odds with Li Ruowang, she sent a message directly to her mind: “Our husband is speaking. Pay attention! Why the scoff?”
Li Ruowang turned her head, her eyes full of sharp authority, and replied, “How dare you speak to the Empress in such a way! Had our husband not intervened yesterday, you would be dead by now! And now you still dare to provoke me?”
Zuo Yingchun let out a laugh in disbelief.
As a reincarnated celestial, she had seen far more daunting situations.
Once upon a time, she had wielded her celestial sword, slashing from the northern to the southern borders of the Celestial Realm without flinching.
And now, she was being threatened by a haughty mortal empress?
Where could she stand for this?
Her temper flared instantly.
“Enough talk! If you’re so bold, let’s settle this tonight, one-on-one. We won’t complain to our husband, no matter the injuries. If I win, you’ll leave him for a year and keep out of my way! If I lose, I’ll do the same. Agreed?”
Li Ruowang’s lips curled into a smirk, and she was about to accept—
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