To him, all those moral teachings were nothing but worthless nonsense. As the Venerable Emperor, standing at the highest point under heaven, he naturally couldn't be bound by any ceremonial laws if he were to create an unparalleled legacy.
He, from his body to his soul, was infinitely free.
Yet over these years, the only thing that seemed to bind him was this young woman before him.
His faint and indistinct delicate thoughts about her were forcibly pushed back by her tears, leaving him with only the identity of a "confidant." For him, that would suffice.
But now, the one approaching him first was her!
Chu Yang's heart raced wildly, like a starving beast trapped in a cage, finally seizing the opportunity to break free, struggling and roaring to get out, and his body, in this stirring moment, uncontrollably leaned closer to her.
But just then, Shang Ruyi's hand suddenly withdrew.
Chu Yang was taken aback and said, "You—"
