One must shed some blood to present a gift to the Young Sect Master.
The words fell silent.
Lv Taibai held Xi Xi's hand, Sword Qi riding the wind as they gracefully descended.
All the elders cupped their hands in salute.
Li Che followed suit, his lips curling into a radiant smile, like the most delicate flower of spring.
At this moment, Li Che was truly happy—happier even than when he had vanquished the Dragon Queen Consort, his most troublesome adversary.
In this instant, Li Che seemed to understand the joy of being a parent.
It was akin to the feeling when your daughter achieves the top score in the province-wide examinations—an indescribable euphoria.
"My daughter has blossomed and grown strong!"
"Emperor Xi Xi has taken a bold and monumental step forward!"
Lv Taibai's gaze landed on Li Che, his eyes sparking with an unusual glint.
Li Che paused, clasped his hands in respect, and leapt swiftly to the carriage, guiding the dazed Zhang Ya down.
