Hua Yan listened to the words of the Emperor, feeling her heart grow cold; she had never expected that, with his first words, the Emperor would completely block the path she had plotted. Such is the way of an emperor, his word weighty as nine tripods; when he said he would never agree, no matter what, it meant that no matter what she did, he would definitely never agree.
She let go of the Emperor's arm, silently looking at him.
The Emperor's arm relaxed, and he stopped walking, raising an eyebrow at her, "What? Do you have something to say?"
