Dragonfang Spring, outside the courtyard gates.
Longren She's hand, raised to knock on the door, froze in midair after hearing everything.
He closed his eyes and slowly, tremblingly withdrew his hand.
Then, his palm clenched into a fist.
Veins bulged across it.
His face gradually twisted.
"Father, does she mean she would rather die than ever accept me?"
Longren She lowered his head and asked.
"What are you thinking? It means nothing. Marriage is marriage, love is love. What are you forcing? She is the Sovereign's daughter. That is enough."
The Torch Dragon Emperor tugged at him and said, "Don't see her. Go back first."
"Haha, she's been here for quite some time, right? Today is the day before the wedding, and this is my first time entering Dragonfang Spring. The moment I reached the door, she said she had someone she liked?"
Longren She laughed.
Quite interesting.
The Torch Dragon Emperor smacked him on the head.
"That isn't important, understand?"
"Then what is important?"
Longren She turned back and asked him.
He genuinely wanted to know.
"Overwhelming power and authority," said the Torch Dragon Emperor.
"What overwhelming power and authority? Even if you dominate the myriad sects and wash away past humiliation, isn't there still a master pressing down on your head?"
Longren She said.
"It is already far better than before. A person must know contentment."
The Torch Dragon Emperor said.
Longren She closed his eyes.
He drew a deep breath and said, "All I feel is that even if we serve them unto death for hundreds of thousands of years, today, we are still merely..."
"What?"
"Cannon fodder. Dogs?"
"Shut up!" the Torch Dragon Emperor roared.
Longren She shut his mouth and said no more.
Yet in his heart, he still wanted to ask—
Would two clans