Chapter Two Hundred and Thirteen: The Thunder Punishment

Tang Luo raised his eyes and observed that the predominant feature of this group of girls was their beautiful faces, and they were also quite young—the youngest looked to be only about thirteen or fourteen, and the oldest did not exceed twenty.

Perhaps it was indeed a favor of the heavens, the men on Vimazhita's plane generally had appearances that were difficult to speak highly of, but the women were endowed with dignified and proper beauty. Just by looking at their faces, there truly was a touch of divine quality.

From the moment the candidates for holy women emerged one after another, Dongzhi's heart had been in a tight knot. Although he had great confidence in his younger sister, seeing so many girls with the temperament and appearance comparable to Sang Lu's still worried him.