Yi Tianyun looked at the women before him. 'How could I not know of their hardships?' No management was ever easy. Even for those intoxicated by power, success was only possible with a mature and stable foundation.
They had struggled endlessly and faced life-and-death situations many times. It had been incredibly arduous, but they had gritted their teeth and persevered.
"What are you crying for? There's nothing to cry about." Yi Tianyun waved his hand, and it was as if countless hands gently brushed past the corners of their eyes, wiping away their tears. "The Celestial Cloud Empire will still have to rely on you all from now on. If you're tired, put things aside for a while and get some proper rest."
"Great Emperor, you've never rested. How could we dare to?"
"That's right, we're not tired! We're nowhere near as hardworking as the Great Emperor!"
