Please give your orders to Daji, master. I vaguely heard someone calling, "Where is this?" I looked at the tall trees around me. Most of the sunlight in the sky was covered by the dense trees. Who is calling me? Suddenly, the space in front of me fluctuated, and a mini version of Daji from the King of Glory appeared. Did I travel through time? The girl was a little confused. She was wearing a skirt and her head was covered with black lines. "Who gave me the skirt?" The mini-little Daji said awkwardly, "Master, because this system is to cultivate goddesses, you can only make your own decisions...". "
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
