Chen Xuan didn't stand with King Louis and the group of nobles.
He flew up to the cathedral's dome, sitting alone on the roof, gazing into the distance at the burning flames until the night swallowed the sunset completely.
"Master?" Suddenly, a voice unexpectedly sounded beside him, "It's really you... Why are you here?"
The voice was rather familiar.
Moreover, those who called him Master... could be counted on one hand in this world.
Chen Xuan turned his head and found that the one approaching was indeed Xu Xuanling.
Seeing her appearance, Chen Xuan couldn't help but be slightly taken aback, because she looked just in her early twenties, with youthful vitality still lingering on her face, looking exactly the same as the last time they met.
It's been thirty years...
"You..." Chen Xuan opened his mouth for a long time, realizing there were too many questions on the tip of his tongue, finally choosing one to start, "Did you come representing the Ascension Platform?"
