The throne welcomed back its old master.
The volcano was no longer calm, as the originally mirror-like molten lava began to rise and fall.
Xie Xuanyi stood on his flying sword, gazing at the petite figure on the throne.
Chen Ke swayed with the tide of molten lava, yet his posture remained remarkably steady.
His expression was quite calm, not even a ripple flickered in his tone of voice.
"You're awake?"
This sentence was like greeting an old friend.
In a sense, they were indeed old friends... it was a bond of nearly twenty years, and more than that, a life-saving bond.
"..."
Jiang Huang frowned upon hearing this.
She really didn't like Xie Xuanyi's expression.
As if...
Everything was within his expectations.
"Thanks to you, I woke up."
The young girl sitting on the throne shifted her body, rested her chin on her hand, and spoke teasingly: "You've known all along what I wanted to do? If I were you, I definitely wouldn't have come to Jinli Mountain."
