Unworthy disciple, you’re so grown up, what are you still doing up in the mountains? Hurry down and go cause trouble for your senior sister! If you don’t father ten chubby little boys, never come back! Junior brother, your senior sister has missed you so much, Hurry and give me a hug. Oh, stop covering up, it’s not like we haven’t seen each other like this when we were little! Junior brother, is your pocket money enough? Should I transfer another 1 billion to you? You actually have seven fiancées? Scumbag! Why am I ranked seventh? Chen Yang solemnly said, ‘I, the youngest Heavenly Master of Long Hu Mountain, having several wives is perfectly normal, right?’ One year later, Chen Yang, with his right hand on his waist and an empty gaze, said, ‘Senior sister, please spare me, I still have seven fiancées!’ Senior sister, please spare me.