Elder Li glanced at Li Xiyuan: "Do you have some prejudice against him?"
"It's not prejudice, just a bit of disdain." Li Xiyuan sneered: "He has a delicate wife at home, yet has countless women outside. Such a man is simply scum!"
"Heroes have always attracted women. You only see the women around him, but have you ever thought about why he deserves such treatment?" Elder Li said sincerely, "Look back at five thousand years of Yan Country's history. Has there ever been an emperor without countless beauties around him?"
"An emperor?" Li Xiyuan rolled her eyes, her allure mesmerizing everyone for a moment, and she laughed repeatedly: "Grandfather, you're overestimating him, right? In the five thousand years of Yan Country, has there ever been an emperor as rogue and shameless as him?"
Elder Li was taken aback by her words, and couldn't help but take a closer look at Li Xiyuan, with a strange expression in his eyes.
