"A good figure, a good voice, everything about them being good—that's what we call top-tier," Ye Qingtao said calmly.
No matter how Ye Qingtao explained it, the young-looking sect mistress simply couldn't grasp the concept. It was the first time she had ever heard the phrase "top-tier beauty," as such words didn't exist in her worldview. After all, she wasn't a modern person, whereas Ye Qingtao was a modern traveler who had crossed over into a fantasy world. In the end, the young-looking sect mistress still had no idea what kind of woman Ye Qingtao was actually looking for.
After pondering it for a moment, however, she figured it must simply mean being pretty. Men undoubtedly loved the exceptionally beautiful kind. With that thought, the young-looking sect mistress suddenly understood that this was what "top-tier" meant.
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