"Hmph, you weren't all that mature back then either." Empress Zishuang feigned annoyance, pouting her lips, only to be pulled into Gu Sheng's embrace.
"Alright, alright, it's all my fault." Gu Sheng gently patted Empress Zishuang's back. "Let's not talk about this anymore. Let's discuss the plan ahead."
The two exchanged smiles and began planning their future course of action.
The night grew darker, but Gu Sheng and Empress Zishuang showed no signs of sleepiness. They nestled together in the pavilion, gazing up at the starry sky as if trying to take in the entirety of the cosmos.
The dust on the Red Cloud Continent gradually settled, and Gu Sheng returned to the Yaochi Holy Land with his spoils of war. His silhouette had only just appeared by the Turquoise Pool when it stirred a commotion within the Holy Land.
