Ye Jingcheng settled Yu Ling and walked out of the Array, noticing the sky had grown gloomy once again. Fine, continuous drizzle drifted through the air in twos and threes, tracing arcs in the gentle breeze before finally slipping onto the grass, the trees, and the mountains. Before he knew it, another year's spring had arrived.
True Monarch Xuan Kui and Jiang Daorong walked over together. Their expressions were somewhat complicated. Compared to their previous joy, their eyes were now filled with worry.
