He immediately noticed a girl with an excellent figure, someone who seemed very suitable for childbirth.
Zheng Yi nodded, and Wang Xing eagerly rushed out.
Zheng Yi strolled among the crowd; all these girls had attractive faces, each with their unique charm, truly capturing the essence of beauty lying in the beholder's eyes.
Zheng Yi did not engage in any competition.
He walked up to a few young girls.
After carefully analyzing their facial features, he selected three.
These three women were all beautiful inside and out, gentle in nature, not likely to cause trouble without reason.
Cultivation itself was already draining, Zheng Yi didn't want to expend more effort on women.
The three girls he picked were: Wang Qing, who had the gentle aura of a Jiangnan Water Village; Wang Yumo, with a voluptuous figure, wearing a purple gauze outfit, and having a charming face;
and the petite and delicate Wang Xue.
Zheng Yi lightly tapped them with his hand.
