The Struggle of Civilizations: A Tiny Tribe from the Start

"Your Majesty, I hear you don't have any maids yet. These girls are from the dairy cow clan, a branch of my people. I carefully selected them to serve you."

Looking at the minotaur chief grinning obsequiously below, then at the dairy cow clan girls beside him, their faces flushed and their expressions nervous,

Ye Yifan could not help twitching the corner of his mouth. Who said minotaurs were simple and honest? This one certainly knew what he was doing.

"Your Majesty, with such vast lands and so many subjects, don't you think you need an empress worthy of ruling the realm?"

Looking at the alluring Dark Elf Queen beside him, Ye Yifan's face darkened. An empress worthy of ruling the realm? Do you even hear yourself?

Then came the fox-eared girls, cat-eared girls, flower fairies, succubi... They made Ye Yifan wonder if he'd entered the wrong game. Wasn't this supposed to be a clash of civilizations, not a test of self-control!

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.