Though Ye Yinzhu's life had spanned just over two decades, the experiences he had encountered in those years were vast. Deep within his heart, his greatest wish was to one day live peacefully, without war, alongside his family and friends.
Perhaps many would envy the achievements Ye Yinzhu now possessed, but how many could see the sacrifices made behind those successes? He had silently borne far too much.
It was dawn when he returned; when Ye Yinzhu awoke from his slumber, he found the sky had darkened once again.
Shaking his head, he felt an extraordinary sweetness in his sleep, perhaps because his wife was by his side.
Haiyang and Sura were no longer in bed. Ye Yinzhu rolled over to sit up, retracted his spiritual power, and assessed his condition.
