Lyu blinked a few times, and a projection screen popped up in front of Yang Ming, displaying a photo of a glamorous lady.
"Wow, that body enhancement is over the top, isn't it?"
"Boss, that's the aesthetic of the Imperial Nobles, influenced by the New Federation fashion circles. Many noblewomen get enhancements like this."
Yang Ming pondered, "Is she... forty?"
"Eighty-two, actually, and the younger sister of the former Archbishop."
"What?" For the first time, Yang Ming was directly confronted with the madness of humans in their pursuit of 'reverse aging' and 'youthfulness,' and was left speechless in shock.
Then, Lyu cheerfully presented a pile of rather indecent, under-18-prohibited private photos.
The new Archbishop's chaotic private life was confirmed.
Chaotic private life, eighty-two years old, the head of the Imperial Civilization Development Divine Sect, sitting at the center of the Empire's power... Yang Ming found this hard to accept.
"Moreover."
