Infinite Universe.
Wang Hao put on his clothes and sat on the Ancestor Dragon's head, exploring the Universe with abandon.
Little White sat on Wang Hao's shoulder, happily munching on a carrot.
"Shoo shoo..."
At that moment, a sharp whistling sound pierced through the wind.
Wang Hao turned his head to see seven men stepping through the air, each exuding an aura that reached the level of gods.
Little White took a bite of the carrot and mumbled, "Wang Hao, who are these guys? Are they your friends?"
Wang Hao replied earnestly, "Don't talk nonsense. How could I have friends like them? However, considering I'm a young, rich, and charming figure, these seven people should be my fans."
The seven men were speechless, knowing from this single sentence how narcissistic and shameless Wang Hao was.
Wang Hao waved his hand, "Come here quickly, I'll sign autographs for you!"
