At this moment, Ye Guyi was so embarrassed she wanted to curl up and dig a hole in the ground.
It felt just like when you meet up with a friend and your parents suddenly tag along—so humiliating.
If Wang Chen were truly her man, she wouldn't feel awkward at all. But the key problem was that her relationship with Wang Chen was still only at the level of ordinary friends—and that made it all the more awkward.
For a while, Ye Guyi didn't know what to say at all.
Wang Chen turned his gaze toward the middle-aged beautiful woman beside her and instantly recognized Zhao Yurou.
He had once investigated Ye Guyi and knew that the person protecting her was Zhao Yurou, a high-ranking elder and Soul Saint within the Pingfan Alliance.
Back when he was operating under his fake identity, "Song Yu," serving as a senior member of the Pingfan Alliance, he had met Zhao Yurou several times. Naturally, she wasn't a stranger to him.
However, Wang Chen noticed that Zhao Yurou now was far weaker than when they had last met. Her aura was so faint that she didn't even seem stronger than a low-level Soul Master.
Still, although Wang Chen recognized Zhao Yurou, he had never met her under his true identity as Wang Chen, so it wouldn't be convenient for him to reveal that he already knew her.
Wang Chen asked Ye Guyi, "Guyi, this lady is…?"
Finally realizing what she should say, Ye Guyi quickly introduced them,
"Wang Chen, this is my Aunt Zhao, Zhao Yurou."
Then she turned to Zhao Yurou and added, "Aunt Zhao, this is my good friend, Wang Chen."
Wang Chen gave Zhao Yurou a polite smile. "Aunt Zhao, nice to meet you."
Zhao Yurou looked Wang Chen up and down, a glimmer of approval flashing through her eyes.
After three years of growth, Wang Chen was now over one meter eighty tall. His short black hair, sword-like eyebrows, deep black eyes, well-defined nose, and perfectly proportioned facial features made his appearance nearly flawless.
His skin was smooth and fair with a healthy glow, and most importantly—his physique was exceptional: broad shoulders, narrow waist, and long legs.
Zhao Yurou secretly praised him in her heart. So handsome! No wonder he could attract Guyi.
She had already heard Ye Guyi describe Wang Chen's appearance before, but seeing him in person today, she found that reality far exceeded her imagination.
What impressed her most wasn't just his looks, but the natural aura of authority and nobility in his demeanor. His calm confidence made it impossible to see any trace of the immaturity typical of someone his age.
Zhao Yurou's smile deepened, and she couldn't help but think to herself, If Guyi ends up with Wang Chen, their children would definitely be exceptionally beautiful and adorable.
Beaming, Zhao Yurou said warmly to Wang Chen,
"I've long heard that Guyi has a good friend I've yet to meet. I've wanted to visit for quite some time, but I've just been too busy until now. Finally, I get to meet you today."
Then Zhao Yurou began chatting with Wang Chen. Wang Chen, of course, didn't think too much of it—after all, his relationship with Ye Guyi was still pure and innocent for the time being.
Standing to the side, Ye Guyi watched Wang Chen and her Aunt Zhao talking happily, while inside her mind, two little angels were arguing.
The black angel waved its black holy sword and commanded,
"Master, go talk to Wang Chen! If you don't make a move now, you'll never get to kiss his lips in this lifetime!"
The white angel fluttered her wings and countered,
"A girl should be reserved! You can't just throw yourself at him. You should express your feelings through your actions and let him feel your love."
The black angel swung her sword in frustration.
"What kind of simping logic is that? If you only act but never speak, how will he even know what you're doing?!"
The white angel flapped her little wings again and argued back,
"You keep saying 'go talk, go talk,' but what exactly should she say?"
The black angel scratched her head awkwardly. "Uh… well… the master's never been in love before, so I don't know either…"
Ye Guyi stood there frozen in place, her mind tangled in chaos. She wanted to step forward and say something, but didn't know what.
Should I ask him, "Wang Chen, have you eaten yet?" Or maybe, "Wang Chen, what have you been up to lately?"
She quickly shook her head. No, no—those questions were way too stupid!
Ye Guyi racked her brain but still couldn't figure out what to say. After all, she had always been the one pursued by others; when had she ever taken the initiative to chase someone herself?
Puffing up her cheeks in frustration, she silently scolded herself,
Ye Guyi, why is your mouth so clumsy?
Just as Ye Guyi was caught in her mental storm,
Wang Chen, after chatting with Zhao Yurou for a while, invited both Zhao Yurou and Ye Guyi to come over to his home for a visit. After all, it wasn't very polite to keep talking in the guest reception hall.
Under Wang Chen's lead, Zhao Yurou and Ye Guyi began walking toward the center of the Wang Family estate.
Ye Guyi asked curiously, "Wang Chen, did we take the wrong way? I remember your home being over on the east side."
It had been some time since Ye Guyi last visited Wang Chen, so she naturally didn't know that just recently, Wang Chen had defeated the previous Clan Leader, Wang Yan, and taken over as the new head of the Wang Family.
His home had also changed—from the modest two-story building in the middle of the Wang Family grounds to the luxurious grand hall at the very core of the estate.
Hearing Ye Guyi's question, Wang Chen smiled and said,
"I moved to a new place. It's bigger and has a better environment."
Ye Guyi suddenly understood and congratulated him,
"Congratulations on moving into your new home!"
She thought that Wang Chen had simply risen in status within the family, earning himself a better residence. She couldn't help but feel genuinely happy for him. Zhao Yurou thought the same.
But as they walked closer and closer to the center of the Wang Family estate, the buildings grew larger and more magnificent, and the family members they encountered grew stronger and stronger.
Zhao Yurou began to feel that something wasn't quite right.
Although her meridians had been severed and she could no longer use soul power, her spiritual power as a former Soul Saint remained unaffected. A Soul Saint's mental power could extend outward to probe the surroundings.
When she spread her mental sense, she discovered that the Wang Family members appearing nearby were all at least Soul Emperor level.
This shocked Zhao Yurou deeply. She thought to herself,
It seems Wang Chen is quite valued in the Wang Family—to live in this area is no small honor.
Just as Zhao Yurou assumed that Wang Chen would soon stop walking, he continued heading straight toward the very heart of the Wang Family estate—the core area, where only the elders at the Soul Saint level resided.
Each building here was incredibly lavish, like a miniature palace, with maids and servants attending them. Clearly, the people living here held the highest positions within the Wang Family.
At that moment, Wang Lu, the Great Elder of the Wang Family, happened to step out from one of the buildings.
When he saw Wang Chen approaching with a mature, beautiful woman and a breathtakingly pretty young girl—one older, one younger—his wrinkled old face immediately broke into a "kindly" smile.
Inwardly, he chuckled to himself,
So that's the kind of taste the Clan Leader has. Young men really do like to play around these days.
Of course, the Great Elder wholeheartedly supported this. With Wang Chen's unparalleled talent, he believed the Clan Leader should take more concubines.
Only by spreading such exceptional genes and bloodlines could the Wang Family remain prosperous forever.
As long as it didn't interfere with Wang Chen's cultivation, the more women he had, the happier the Great Elder would be.