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

This made Uchiha Izumi's eyes widen slightly.

She hadn't expected His Majesty to know so much about the female ninjas of Sunagakure.

Seeing the rare look of surprise on Quan's face, Di Yan felt even better.

He added with a smile, "Besides, don't you think... conquering a land, along with picking and taming its most dazzling and thorny flowers, is a very fulfilling thing?"

His gaze returned to the window.

The fighting there is nearing its end.

His voice was languid, yet carried an undeniable possessiveness:

"Since Sunagakure has submitted to me, everything here naturally belongs to me as well."

"Including...people."

Uchiha Izumi remained silent, simply continuing with what she was doing.

But his eyes flickered slightly.

She suddenly realized that His Majesty had a penchant for collecting "famous flowers".

Perhaps it's a little more interesting than simply conquering land...

She couldn't help but think about the "desert flowers" that Temari was about to bring.

A sense of curiosity arose within me.

Let's see what's so special about them that catches His Majesty's eye.

Boom boom boom...

Not long after, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

Di Yan's lazy voice rang out, and the office door was gently pushed open.

Led by Temari, several slender figures, though clearly apprehensive, entered one after another.

They stood in a row inside this office, which symbolized the highest authority in Sunagakure.

Like soldiers awaiting inspection, or butterflies caught in a spider's web.

Temari stood at the front, still sporting her signature four buns and twin tails.

But the former dashing look was gone from his face, replaced by complex and indescribable emotions.

She lowered her head slightly.

He dared not look directly at Di Yan on the sofa.

Following closely behind was a woman wearing a white uniform of a medical ninja from Sunagakure.

Her figure is extremely eye-catching, with a voluptuous and proud figure that is no less than that of Hinata Hyuga.

The white uniforms seemed somewhat overburdened.

She nervously twisted her fingers, her eyes darting away.

Di Yan knew her; her name was Yu Nai.

They are the backbone of the Sunagakure Village medical department.

Further behind were two women who appeared to be slightly younger and had a more timid and delicate demeanor.

One person had short, dark hair and eyes like a frightened fawn (sacrifice).

The other person had light-colored hair and was almost huddled behind their companion (in a yukata).

Their presence seems to be the weakest.

Yet she possesses a unique charm that evokes pity.

Then there is a pair of contrasting combinations.

One is a tall, aloof, and bespectacled female ninja (Chi).

The other is a petite girl who looks like an underage girl, but carries a huge fan on her back (Yomu).

The two standing together created a striking contrast.

Finally, a petite figure nimbly slipped in and gently closed the door behind her.

She wore a hood that covered half of her face, but the lower half of her face that was exposed had delicate features.

She was nervously pursing her lips.

Di Yan's eyes flickered slightly as he recognized her... a disciple of Zhuo Cun Ye Cang, skilled in using cloth-style scrolls.

Not counting Temari, who is already "one of us".

There were exactly six people, each with a distinct style.

They are all outstanding female ninjas from Sunagakure.

The atmosphere in the office instantly became somewhat stagnant and ambiguous.

The sounds of fighting outside the window seemed like distant background noise.

At this moment, all attention was focused on Di Yan on the sofa and the six uneasy women.

Di Yan's gaze, almost tangible, slowly swept over each of them.

With undisguised scrutiny and evaluation.

It was as if they were admiring a beautiful piece of porcelain that had just been added to their collection.

His gaze lingered for a moment longer on the astonishing curve of the medical ninja, Amano.

It then swept over the delicate neck of the woman in the yukata and the woman in the yukata, and swept over the cold beauty of the woman and the petite eyes of the woman in the night.

Finally, the focus fell on the hooded girl's tightly pursed lips.

Uchiha Izumi stood quietly behind Di Yan.

She also used her beautiful Sharingan eyes to examine these "desert flowers".

His eyes were calm, revealing no emotion.

After a long, suffocating silence.

Di Yan finally spoke slowly, his voice carrying a hint of playful laughter, breaking the frozen atmosphere:

"very good."

"From today onwards, you are no longer ninjas of Sunagakure."

His words were like a final judgment, yet they also carried a strange allure.

"As for your new identities..."

Di Yan leaned forward slightly, his gaze becoming even more aggressive. "It will be up to me to decide."

"I hope you... will not disappoint me."

The atmosphere in the office was almost frozen.

The six female ninja from Sunagakure were like startled quails.

Subconsciously, they all turned their pleading eyes to Temari, the only person they could call an "acquaintance."

I hope to get some hints or comfort from her.

Temari felt the uneasy and questioning gazes directed at her, and her heart ached even more.

She herself was like a clay bodhisattva crossing the river, barely able to save herself.

How can we offer them any guarantees?

She could only shake her head slightly.

He gave her a helpless look that said, "May you have good luck."

Then he lowered his head even further.

Di Yan took in their silent exchange but didn't care.

Faced with his absolute power and authority.

These girlish thoughts and fears only add to the charm.

He leaned back comfortably on the sofa, his fingers lightly tapping the armrest.

Like an impatient examiner, he spoke again, breaking the suffocating silence:

"What are you all standing there for? You should all... introduce yourselves first."

His tone was calm, yet carried an unquestionable command.

That posture, that scene...

It really felt just like the atmosphere of "selecting concubines" back in Blue Star KTV.

It carries a sense of superior control that is both humiliating and irresistible.

The women all trembled.

After a brief hesitation and struggle.

Ultimately, no one dared to defy the emperor who had just crushed the Sand Village's will to resist with ruthless methods.

Standing at the front, the most voluptuous medical ninja, Amano, was the first to succumb to the pressure.

She took a small step forward, her voice trembling noticeably, and whispered with her head down:

"Ame...Amono, Genin of the Medical Department..."

With her leading the way, those who followed seemed to find their rhythm as well.

One by one, they announced their names in a voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz, almost inaudible.

"Matsu...genin..."

"Bath...yukata...genin..."

"Thousand... Genin..."

"Ye...Yame...genin..."

Finally, the petite girl wearing a hood took a deep breath.

She seemed to be trying to calm her voice, but her nervousness was still undeniable.

"Roku, Chunin..."

Six names, six different voices, yet all wrapped in the same fear and unease.

The sound echoed softly in the spacious office.

Then it was quickly swallowed up by the sound of the wind outside the window and the faint sounds of fighting.

Di Yan listened to their self-introductions.

His gaze swept over them one by one again, as if matching their names with their identities.

Unlike the girls who participated in the Chunin Exams in the original storyline.

They are still genin.

His face was expressionless; he simply nodded slightly.

It's impossible to tell whether he's satisfied or not.

"Ah."

He gave a nonchalant reply, then turned to Temari, "It seems your Sunagakure village isn't entirely useless after all."

"At least I am quite satisfied with you all, and I can't help but want to learn more about you."

He deliberately emphasized the word "understand".

The implication sent chills down the spines of all the women present.

...ton.