"With your talent, if you stay by my side, I can grant you anything!"
There weren't many in the world who could earn Ying Muyao's admiration, but the Emperor of the Dong Huang Empire was one of them.
"Your Majesty, I seek nothing else," Ying Muyao said, "only to return home."
"Very well."
Emperor Di Sui wasn't disappointed; rather, he admired him even more, "Then as you wish, go home, but remember my words: the gates of Dong Huang will always be open to you."
However, compared to high rank and illustrious achievements, Ying Muyao longed more to return to his brother's side, to continue to care for and protect him.
"Would you be my miracle?"
"I would."
Despite the Emperor of Dong Huang's repeated requests, Ying Muyao did not waver in the slightest, yet his brother's simple request left no room for hesitation.
"A thousand years."
Ying Muyao, with her hands clasped behind her back, raised her head and said wistfully, "Before I knew it, so much time has passed."
