Despite trying to communicate mentally, their connection was inexplicably severed by a third party.
A delicate girl in a wind robe approached, bringing with her a gust of perfume:
"Neither the Elder nor Young Emperor Ye Qiyu have ever wanted Ye Hanjun to die."
"As long as there is a glimmer of hope for him, his fate cannot be sealed until the very last moment."
"Ye Qiuguo?"
Ye Tao was shocked, but on confirming, he relaxed slightly:
"However, our family is in a crisis, lacking top fighting power and ace seeds."
"Even though Ye Hanjun could have become Young Emperor after entering Ancestral Grounds, his choice to abandon the inheritance has stirred anger among the awakened old ones. It's understandable."
"Just how much we used to envy him, now turns into discomfort, jealousy, and resentment."
"Despite everything…"
Ye Qiuguo lifted her red lips grinning brightly:
"Don't forget, he holds dual positions."
