Little Taotie and Feng Qi walked invisibly through the Imperial Palace, able to see all the changes within and the beauties of the Emperor's harem.
Feng Qi earnestly said, "After seeing you transform into a girl, those rouges and powders no longer appeal to me. I feel like looking at them too many times is an eyesore!"
"You're exaggerating." Little Taotie spread his hands. "Luckily, I'm not from the Peacock Clan."
The Peacock Clan is famous for their love of beauty and for being praised. If no one praises their beauty, they will keep flaunting their feathers until they are praised.
In fact, the Lion Tribe also has a bit of vanity. Proud as they are, they would think their beautiful, fluffy mane is so mighty, considering themselves the most good-looking among the Beast Tribe...
Feng Qi chuckled, "If you were from our Fox Clan, you'd definitely be even more beautiful!"
"What's the difference?"
