The young lady's expression was as calm as before and her figure remained just as elegant. At that moment, even the sun above her head had lost its shine under her brilliance. It was as if she was a beautifully iridescent pearl, making everything around her seem dull and colorless.
They'd won. Nan Xia Country had won. Even Xiao Tianying with his arrogance that reached the heavens had been defeated by Ling Chuxi.
A pair of beautiful purple eyes watched everything from afar. All the spectators had fixed their gazes on the dazzling young lady in the fighting ring. That was his Ling Chuxi, his one and only Little Chuxi. He really looked forward to her growing up.
"My lord, it's time to set out," a deep voice said respectfully from behind him.
"Alright, let's go." Huangfu Qingjue took one last look at Ling Chuxi in the distance. He smiled slightly, turned around, and left.
