"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 Zimu trembled with excitement throughout his body. He was confident that as long as he was given a year, he could use this energy to return to the Shenmai Realm.,Xu Zimo knew that at this time, his father must have found him to talk about cultivation.。