A thousand years ago, the ancestors of the Song Family might not have even had the surname Song yet.
"Senior Song is Senior Song. I am not mistaken." The night wind blew through the window, blowing her long hair, resulting in a faint fragrance wafting amidst the air.
The girl gently stretched out her hand and stroked the hair around her ears; her every move indescribably graceful.
Song Shuhang softly said, "It isn't the Heavenly Emperor."
The Heavenly Emperor, who possessed Soft Feather at the time, gave him a completely different feeling from the 'Soft Feather' in front of him.
However, this Soft Feather was definitely not the same Soft Feather he knew.
Her style was completely different.
Soft Feather smiled, and said, "Senior Song, don't worry. I am certainly not the Heavenly Emperor, but... the reason why I can see Senior Song once again has something to do with the path of time."
