"Alright, little Ji Ji."
"..."
The Empress's face turned red with anger.
How could this nickna sound more and more ridiculous with each call!
If others knew she called a child who was only about 1.3 ters tall and looked ten years old her great-grandfather, they'd definitely consider her a lunatic!
But who would have thought that this seemingly ten-year-old child was actually three hundred years old?
Indra yawned, his eyes sleepy, as he lazily asked, "Why are you so angry in the middle of the night?"
The Empress didn't dwell on the nickna and instead shoved a piece of paper at him angrily: "Great-grandfather, look at this!"
Indra took the paper, took a focused look, and then sobered up slightly, saying sternly, "Ji'er, I told you a few years ago to be more ladylike and not imrse yourself in martial arts and training all day. You should learn to do laundry and cook, and curb that temper. Now look, you finally got married, only to be divorced..."
"What do you an divorced, I haven't even gotten married yet!"
"Wow, you're twenty-eight and still not married? I always told you to curb your temper, but you wouldn't listen. Now you're a leftover woman too old to find a husband..."
Listening to Indra's words, the Empress nearly spit out old blood.
"However, it's not too late to change now."
"As long as you're willing to work hard and learn to do chores, beco more ladylike."
"I believe finding a husband shouldn't be too difficult..."
Indra continued his monologue.
The Empress couldn't listen any longer, breaking in out of sha and anger: "You've misunderstood, it's a letter from my fiancé!"
"What the heck, he dumped you before you even got married?!"
"I wasn't dumped...no, I was. No, wait...yes, I was dumped!" The Empress was furious, stomping her long legs on the ground a few tis and snatching the paper back, stuffing it into her pocket: "Stop talking, I don't need you to handle this!"
"You're my great-granddaughter, how can I not be involved in such a big matter as marriage? By the way, when did you even have a fiancé? How co I don't know?" Indra asked curiously.
"You've been living in seclusion for two hundred years, so naturally, you wouldn't know these trivial matters."
"My father arranged a childhood betrothal for when I was born."
"But it wasn't until a year ago, just days before I arrived here, that I heard so news about my betrothed. The news said he had gotten married, that the betrothal was to be canceled, and that he would formally apologize in writing for breaking the engagent."
As the Empress spoke, anger resurfaced on her face: "And now? He sends a 'break engagent apology letter,' but it turns out to be a divorce letter! It's like he's cheating and then dumping , an outright provocation!"
"Wow, that's simply outrageous!"
"Such a brat, good riddance!"
"But Ji'er, don't worry. If the childhood betrothal is broken, it's broken. Your great-grandfather won't let you go unmarried. In terms of matchmaking, your great-grandfather has got you covered."
Indra suddenly changed the subject, winking as he said, "I have an apprentice who's not only handso but also has an outstanding martial arts talent. Not only is he powerful, but he's quite talented too. As they say, why let good things go to waste on outsiders? You're my precious apprentice, and you're my precious great-granddaughter. Wouldn't it be perfect to pair you two up? If you're interested, I can set you up with him."
The Empress was mortified by his words.
In the year she lived in Jimiwula Village, she had heard Indra ntion his apprentice countless tis.
And every ti he ntioned him, he'd indirectly or directly propose the "good things shouldn't go to waste on outsiders" idea.
Of course, the Empress always refused, embarrassed.
The reason was simple.
She had a few very important criteria for her future partner.
The kind of man who fully t all these criteria probably didn't exist on Earth!
First, his martial arts talent and strength cannot be weaker than hers.
This way, their children would have terrifying martial arts talents.
Second, he must be three years younger, around twenty-five years old;
She'd always wanted a younger brother or sister since she was little.
Unfortunately, her father failed her in that regard, never giving her one!
So, she wanted to pamper her partner as if he were a younger brother!
Third, he must be loyal and responsible.
Character is the most basic quality.
Fourth, he must be handso. Not earth-shatteringly handso, but at least handso enough to be envied;
The love for beauty is common to all.
The Empress was no exception; a good-looking partner would make living together pleasant!
Basically, if she removed the talent and strength requirents from her partner criteria, there were 0.0001% of n who could et them.
But once that criterion was added...
Keep in mind, the Empress was reputed to be Dragon Gate's first prodigy in a hundred years.
Now at twenty-eight, her strength had already reached the sa level as the weakest Celestial God in the Western Dark World–the Goddess of Wisdom, Athena!
But still, she was at the Celestial God level!
To be twenty-five, not only handso to the point of envy but also embody loyalty and righteousness, and to have martial arts talent and strength at the Celestial God level!
Is there such a man in the whole world?
The Empress deed it quite impossible!
However, she didn't mind.
If such a man didn't exist, she simply wouldn't marry!
Therefore, she refused all arranged marriages and blind dates!
"Great-grandfather, stop bringing this up, I'm not going on a blind date with your apprentice! Also..."
The Empress took a deep breath, gritting her teeth: "I need to take my leave now; I'll head down the mountain to the Capital City to confront that man, since he dared to cheat on and provoke , I'm determined to make him pay!"
"Going down the mountain is fine, but..." Indra's face turned slightly serious, speaking solemnly: "If you miss this apprentice of mine, there won't be another like him. I suggest you et him first and then decide whether to go on a blind date or not. Otherwise, you might regret losing such an outstanding young man."
"Great-grandfather, you always praise your apprentice in front of , is he really that good?"
The Empress couldn't help but ask, feeling sowhat resentful of her great-grandfather's suggestion.
Simultaneously, she felt a little jealous!
After a year of dedicated training next to Indra, trying hard to showcase her martial arts talent and strength, she never received even one word of praise.
Yet she constantly heard Indra ntion his apprentice!
And every ntion involved "good things shouldn't go to waste on outsiders" along with endless praise!
Was this man really so exceptional!?
"Of course."
"Let put it this way."
After a mont of contemplation, Indra said, "His martial arts talent far surpasses mine. And far surpasses yours."
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