You Really Think Your Husband Is Weak?

Disaster! Disaster! Disaster!

The sky is falling!

Everyone looks at Bai Ge.

"It's your turn to step in."

Bai Ge hastily waves his hands. "Don't look at me! My cultivation is weak. Goddess, you're up."

Goddess: "Husband, it's not even dark yet, and you're already dreaming!"

Zhang Kuang: "When it comes to modesty, I'm known in the martial world as Little Modesty. I really can't compete with you."

Holy Son: "Fine. Compared to you, I, the illustrious Holy Son... have no cultivation at all."

Sect leaders from every faction clasp their fists. "Lord Bai, please step in. Our human race can't do without you..."

The Heavenly Emperor's pride has crumbled, and Emperor Tian is living for pleasure.

This is the story of an utterly ordinary mortal relying on his dashing good looks to live freely in another world.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.