"As the 29th Clan Leader of the Rothschild family, I feel immense pressure!" Ye Chen sighed deeply.
"Hehe, isn't it great? You can marry lots of wives!" Yao Yue giggled, and her hand ruthlessly pinched Ye Chen's vital parts. Ye Chen couldn't help but inhale sharply, the pain was genuinely palpable, unlike just talking about being hurt.
"The Chaikefu Clan and the Doomsday Clan have already become the Vatican's dogs. Sigh, this world is destined to go through a series of turmoil!" Ye Chen said with a sigh.
Yao Yue stroked Ye Chen's chest and then laughed, "The future situation will only become more difficult. Now, I've already received an invitation from the Vatican. They want me to go to Italy to discuss joining them!"
"What do you think?" Ye Chen asked, looking at the beautiful woman in his arms, unable to resist reaching out to tickle her under the ribs.
