What's wrong with having a large harem if you're the emperor of the ninja world?

"What's wrong?" Di Yan looked at Xi Yan, whose face was slightly flushed, with a puzzled expression. "Are you alright?"

"no!"

Uzuki Yugao bit her lip, suppressing the absurd thoughts in her mind, and asked:

“Your Majesty, what I want to say is that if you separate all of us Konoha ninjas... then Konoha will have no foundation.”

"After all, the foundation of Konoha is entirely due to us ninja clans."

"Without the major ninja clans, Konoha is like a piece of duckweed in the wind."

"When faced with another invasion from another country, Konoha may not be able to withstand it."

Uzuki Yugao looked worried as she spoke.

He was clearly genuinely worried about Konoha.

Seeing Uzuki Yugao speaking with such seriousness, Di Yan smiled:

“You’re right. Your ninja clans are indeed, to a certain extent, the cornerstone of Konoha’s stability.”

"But in my view, this is also a stumbling block to the progress of the empire."

"As for whether the Fire Empire will be threatened by other countries after I gradually eliminate your ninja clans, there is no need to worry about that."

"Because without the ninja clans, countless ordinary ninjas will naturally step forward."

"You should know that the one thing this world has in abundance is people."

"You only see your clan ninjas, but in my eyes, the entire ninja world is full of people."

Maoyue Xiyan seemed to understand but not quite.

He showed a cute, bewildered expression.

Di Yan looked at the face that had a somewhat mature and sophisticated air, and couldn't help but move his gaze downwards.

It's not the largest, but it's still quite wealthy.

It's at least on par with Kurenai Yuhi.

Further down, her slender waist could be encircled with one hand, and her long legs were something that even a uniform couldn't hide.

Di Yan couldn't help but lick his lips.

His gaze gradually hardened, and he slowly spoke:

"Xi Yan, come here and kneel down!"

"what?"

Upon hearing this, Uzuki Yugao almost stopped breathing.

Di Yan's words were like a cold kunai pressed against her throat.

It carried an irresistible pressure.

The air in the private room seemed to freeze.

The noise from the izakaya outside became distant and indistinct, leaving only the deafening sound of her own heartbeat.

kneel down?

The two words exploded in her mind, instantly chilling her to the bone.

She looked up abruptly and met Di Yan's deep eyes.

There was no jesting or joking in it.

There was only a cold calm and a sense of self-righteous possessiveness.

He looked at her as if she were something that already belonged to him.

She instantly remembered that day.

In the Hokage's office, he witnessed the depraved scene between Tsunade and Shizune...

So, what is he thinking?

The thought of resistance arose instinctively.

"Absolutely not, I can't let Hayate down... even if he's dead..."

Uzuki Yugao screams with the pride of a ninja and her loyalty to her deceased lover.

But at the same time.

Another irresistible force seized her firmly.

He is the emperor of the Land of Fire.

A single word can decide life and death; a single thought can determine rise and fall.

In his hands, the ninja clans of Konoha were dismantled and rebuilt like toys.

What does my meager persistence and struggle mean in his eyes?

"Don't make me say it a second time."

Di Yan's voice rang out again.

It was even lower and more dangerous than before.

Beneath that calm tone lay the deathly stillness before a storm.

It was as if if she hesitated for even a second longer, some irreversible consequence would occur.

Xi Yan trembled all over.

A layer of fine goosebumps rose on my skin.

Her slender fingers unconsciously clenched the hem of her clothes, her knuckles turning white from the force.

A face, gentle yet blurred, flashed through my mind—a face bathed in moonlight and a swift wind.

It felt like a knife had been plunged into my heart.

A sharp pain and a deep sense of guilt welled up within me.

Gale... I'm sorry...

She cried out silently in her heart, as if saying goodbye.

The weight of reality eventually crushed the illusions of the past.

She knew she had no choice.

It all started when she chose to pledge allegiance to this emperor.

Or rather, it all began when the emperor chose to keep her by his side.

Her fate was no longer in her own hands.

A tremendous sense of powerlessness and a strange sense of resignation overwhelmed her.

She lowered her eyes.

Long, purple eyelashes concealed all the emotional fluctuations in her eyes.

Then, she did something she had never imagined in her life.

She raised her slightly trembling hand.

She gathered her long, smooth purple hair that was draped over her shoulders and skillfully and quickly tied it into a neat ponytail.

Her smooth forehead and slender neck were revealed.

This gesture made it seem as if she, as a ninja, was about to undertake an extremely difficult mission.

The last preparations I made for myself, to preserve the last shred of dignity.

Then, she took a small step forward.

His knees buckled, slowly, with a sense of humiliation and ritual.

He knelt down on the tatami mat in front of Di Yan.

Her back was straight.

This was her only remaining, insignificant persistence.

But her bowed head and slightly trembling shoulders revealed the turmoil in her heart and her complete surrender.

She knelt there, her purple ponytail hanging down to one side, not daring to look up.

We await the unknown next step, one that is destined to change everything.

Only her slightly rapid breathing could be heard in the private room.

And Di Yan's calm gaze, as if he were admiring a beautiful scene.

In Di Yan's sight.

At this moment, Uzuki Yugao is kneeling on the tatami mat.

Her purple ponytail hung down to one side, revealing her slender, fair neck.

She lowered her head, not daring to look directly into Di Yan's eyes, which seemed to see right through people.

My heart was pounding violently in my chest, almost breaking my ribs.

Di Yan did not act immediately.

He simply looked down at the scene before him, admiring it from his elevated position.

An elite member of Konoha's Anbu, and a former Special Jonin.

At this moment, however, he knelt obediently on the ground.

This stark contrast brings a unique sense of conquest.

He reached out and gently brushed his fingertips across Xi Yan's earlobe, feeling her tremble violently.

"Keep your head up."

Di Yan's voice was not loud, but it carried an unquestionable command.

Xi Yan's body stiffened, and she slowly raised her head.

An unnatural blush spread across her cheeks, and her eyes darted away.

With humiliation, panic, and a hint of resigned bewilderment.

She saw the undisguised admiration and desire in Di Yan's eyes.

His gaze swept across her skin as if it were a physical object.

It sent shivers down her spine.

"Do you know what to do?"

Di Yan's fingers slid to her chin and lifted it slightly.

Xi Yan's lips moved slightly, but her throat was so dry that she couldn't make a sound.

Of course she knows.

She watched the entire process from the Hokage's office that day.

Lady Tsunade and Shizune worked so hard...

That was enough for her to learn something.

But she never thought of it.

One day I will face the same situation.

The immense psychological struggle nearly suffocated her.

Guilt over her lost lover, helplessness in the face of her own situation, and fear of the power of the man before her were all intertwined.

Xi Yan closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling violently.

Finally, slowly... she opened her rosy cheeks.

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