Zheng Yunqi suddenly looked up.
However, the Starlight Master raised his hand, stopping him from speaking, and said softly, "Tonight Yemo came, stirring the unrest in my heart. Therefore, with all my brothers and sisters, I pour out my heart. After today, these words will not be spoken again."
"So you don't need to speak either."
"If you have something to say, keep it to yourself."
"Saying it now is of no use."
The Starlight Master smiled faintly: "Everyone, after today, I will still be the same mercurial, insane Starlight Master. Because I am a Demon! So... disperse, go to sleep!"
The Starlight Master waved his hand, suddenly feeling a bit despondent.
Leaning on the throne, his body lay at an angle, exuding an indescribable weariness.
Everyone wanted to speak, but seeing the Starlight Master like this, they dared not.
Zheng Yunqi bowed deeply and then quietly withdrew.
Immediately, Zhao Wushang did the same.
