We did it——
Song Yutang gazed up at the vast, dark night sky sprinkled with sparse stars, feeling immensely satisfied even as her arms fell limply, unable to even lift a finger.
Her body felt as if all bones had been removed, leaving behind only a soft, floppy mass of flesh.
However, the person she leaned on, the man with strong, powerful arms and a broad, warm chest, provided her with all the support she needed, preventing her from falling, as she just looked towards the profound heavens.
Defeating the sorcerer, beheading Ke Junchen, she didn't relax her mind even for a moment; not until Cen Dongsheng praised her, embraced her, and told her she "did beautifully" did Song Yutang finally feel completely at peace.
Truly... it was a success…
She had completed the task given by her Master, not disappointing the man's expectations.
Song Yutang vaguely realized something: how one addresses another person can subtly change one's attitude towards them over time.
Just like now.
