I really am the vill

"My ideal man is a world-renowned hero. One day, he will be clad in golden armor and ride on seven-colored clouds, appearing before me in a grand spectacle!",Xu Zimo felt a familiar breath from inside the bead. Suddenly, his eyes widened, as if he had thought of something incredible.,Some were merely an ordinary little wooden hut, a slow and clear stream, and a middle-aged man in green clothes sitting on the ground by the river.。