The cavern was filled with exclamations, everyone looking at Long Fei with a bit of oddness.
Unexpectedly, among them sat a person blessed with royal fortune.
Yu Ping poked Wang Xiaoya with her small hand, whispering with a smile, "Miss, you're going to be an Empress."
"Don't talk nonsense!"
Wang Xiaoya glanced at her, furrowing her brows.
Long Fei remained calm, merely curious as he asked Jiang Yuyang, "Senior, what did the Old Emperor ask you to do?"
Jiang Yuyang replied, "He asked me to tell you that although you are devoted to the Dao, you won't be content to dwell in this small world. However, this small world still needs someone to lead the fight against the Demon Race. The Great Xia Country's fate also needs someone to continue it. As long as the Emperor's position is undecided, the country won't be at peace. He hopes you'll leave an heir for the Great Xia Country and fulfill the marriage pact with Ji Wanrong."
