These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

Also known as "Junior Sister, Put Down Your Knife, Senior Brother Wasn't Flirting"
Apart from you, who else in the world is worthy of wearing white robes, even if you are covered in snow?
The celestial emperor from his previous life returned to the age of sixteen to start his life anew.
But why do the routes seem completely different?
I am Wei Tu, a good person. Why do all of you fairies want to be dealt with by me?