The Prince was just as she had imagined, noble and exceptional, with a graceful and enchanting aura.
Each time she saw him, her heart would succumb once more.
"Prince, how did you awaken?" Rong San, unable to contain her excitement, stepped forward and asked.
"Indeed, Prince, how were you able to awaken?"
"Prince, please tell us, what exactly happened?"
...
The crowd excitedly pressed closer to Yun Shangyuan, inching ever nearer, nearly reaching out to grasp his arm, pleading for him to explain quickly.
Yun Shangyuan's brow furrowed slightly, a flicker of displeasure in his eyes.
"Step back!" he commanded coldly, his presence deterring.
It was then that the people realized they had overstepped. Their faces changed color instantly, and they quickly retreated a distance, falling to their knees with a thud.
"We have been presumptuous, Prince, please punish us!" Rong Da led the plea for forgiveness.
The others bowed their heads in self-reproach.
