A warm feeling surged into his heart, swelling it to the brim, almost spilling over as tears.
He lowered his gaze and smiled, laughing at when he had become so sentimentally attached.
But with Yue Yaya, hadn't he always been this sentimental?
He reached out and took Feng Yueya's hand, his voice gentle yet equally firm.
"Yue Yaya, rest assured, I won't disappear. As long as there is a sliver of Spiritual Power, I won't vanish."
He had never forgotten his promise to her.
The two looked at each other silently, trust, care, and undying loyalty, all were unsaid.
"Yun Shangyuan, where shall we go next?"
"Northward, to the North Imperial City."
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The North Imperial City, the capital of Yunlong Country, covers an area of 3 million square kilometers, stupefyingly vast.
Feng Yueya did some calculations and concluded that this area was equivalent to one-third of China.
