"I will always remember!"
Xitan Changshi cupped his fist and replied reverently.
He had loyally accompanied the Emperor Yan of Zhou for thousands of years and without complaint.
The Emperor sighed. "We have nothing that we cannot let go of in this world already. When Great Zhou is stabilized, you should ascend too. We will wait for you in the Upper Realm."
Xitan Changshi looked up at him with a conflicted expression.
The Emperor and his general looked at each other, and they understood each other without speaking a word.
...
The winter snow danced in the air and laid a silver armor on the vast forest, which gave it a melancholic beauty.
Beside the lake, Jiang Xue, Huang Lianxin, Xiao Jinghong, and the others stood in a line and enjoyed the snowy vista before them. They could not help but sigh in amazement.
"Another year of snow."
"Unknowingly, Xuanji is already 21."
