Feng Liang stood still, dumbfounded, his hand resting heavily on his forehead.
The weight of the moment pressed down on him, far more than the atmosphere itself, which remained still in the aftermath of his breakthrough. Around him, the three figures... Jin Wu and the two children... knelt, heads bowed in deep reverence.
The breeze that once seemed light now felt oppressive, as if the heavens themselves were watching, waiting for his next move.
"Urgh…" Feng Liang groaned, rubbing his temples as if trying to shake off a headache.
"What have I gotten myself into…?"
He glanced down at the three figures, still kneeling in absolute submission. This wasn't what he wanted. Not at all.
He had desired nothing more than to live a carefree life... a life without burdens or responsibilities, away from the constant pull of fate that had once tied him to the grand cosmos he had ruled.
