There was a famous saying in the Celestial Heaven.
Without the major sects and families, the Orthodox World would not last a thousand years.
Without the United Orthodox Army, it would not last a thousand days.
After all, it was the army that truly held the front lines when war came.
Exhaustion was etched into Tianjin's face, deep dark circles shadowing the skin beneath his eyes.
He stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his clothes slightly rumpled, as if he'd dressed in a hurry.
"Father-in-law… haven't you been sleeping well? You look like you've aged about ten years." Qingyi let out a soft laugh, drawing a long sigh from Tianjin.
"I've been through worse. Those damned demons have been giving me a lot of headaches, but this won't last long." Tianjin flashed a gentle smile, though the exhaustion never left his eyes.
