As Wu Yu detailed the accolades, feats, and titles accrued by the Ascendants, Wei Wuyin's silver eyes were brilliantly radiant, effusing joy and amusement at each detail told. There was a subtle pride welling within his heart, growing with every passing second. Like a young child invested in an interesting topic, he opened his ears and took in all of it.
At the end of Wu Yu's retelling of their legends, Wei Wuyin laughed with his heart in his tone, a feeling of excitement flowing through every octave.
Wu Yu was taken aback by Wei Wuyin's attitude. But after a while, his heart birthed a wisp of emotional reflection. He wondered if the King of Everlore was ever as happy at their accomplishments. Did he ever genuinely laugh at their improvements? Or was he always frowning at their failures? Constantly mulling over his own? Thinking about it, a melancholic air escaped Wu Yu's lungs in a sigh.
