Leaving Xia Longyuan, Zhao Changhe detoured northwest, heading straight for Yanmen.
Throughout the journey, he did not know what was on his mind as he sped on his horse without encountering any accidents. It wasn't easy. That evening, staying at an inn along the way, Zhao Changhe pushed open the window to gaze at the moon, his mood ineffable.
Xia Longyuan had said, "You should have come earlier."
Indeed, to him, there was nothing he couldn't tell his "daughter and son-in-law." There was no need for wild guesses that made people laugh. Not to mention Zhao Changhe himself, even if it were revealed to Vermilion Bird, the Wang Family, or Maitreya… what would they think?
A person who neither desired the kingdom nor heirs was invincible, any actions of others were meaningless in his eyes.
He actually wanted you to come earlier, to help you improve a notch, to hasten your progress—it's too slow…
