Under the Yellow Luo Umbrella,
locking eyes with that turbid gaze, Xu Yinhe's voice was somber and resolute:
"Your Majesty, this humble servant still has duties yet unfulfilled. This time, forgive me for being unable to accompany Your Majesty."
Li Yaoxuan's frail body trembled ever so slightly. Narrowing his eyes, he replied with a smile:
"But I must see to it that unfinished duties are brought to completion."
Upon hearing this,
Xu Yinhe slowly lowered his gaze, kneeling with composure, his eyes closing as he rested his spirit, uttering just two words:
"As you wish."
"......"
Silence followed his words.
A palpable killing intent hung in the air, distorting the surrounding space ever so subtly.
Ran Jianli squinted, his grin spreading as he chuckled softly under his breath.
He made no move, merely watching as these two men, who had spent their lives fighting for a shared ideal, now clashed at what seemed to be the end of their road.
