Dragon Calendar 19, September 19, late at night.
Nan Feng returned to the Primordial World in Silent Steps.
As he passed over the Fallen Sun Empire, he discovered that the entire empire was shrouded in an atmosphere of grief.
The fall of the Emperor had dealt too great a blow to the people of the Fallen Sun Empire.
Imagine if, over two thousand years ago, a group of aliens had suddenly descended upon Blue Star and killed Qin Shi Huang, the First Emperor of all ages.
Even if those alien overlords shouted slogans like "freedom above all," "equality for everyone," and "two-day weekends," probably not many people would have accepted them, right?
After all, different races were naturally inclined to reject one another.
"Those not of our kind are sure to harbor different hearts." That saying was not just empty talk.
"Once you live good lives in the future, you'll naturally forget the Emperor. The future belongs to the victors," Nan Feng murmured.
He flew straight across the Fallen Sun Empire and returned to South City.
Perhaps sensing Nan Feng's aura gradually drawing closer, Xiao Nan and Xiao Luo had arrived atop the city wall ahead of time, waiting for his return.
The moment she saw Nan Feng, Xiao Nan was the first to rush over. "You dealt with the Emperor in just half a day, big brother. You're getting more and more amazing."
Nan Feng rubbed Xiao Nan's head. "Only half a day... That half day was actually quite a long one."
Xiao Luo stepped forward as well, staring at Nan Feng's face. "You seem to have aged a lot."
Nan Feng nodded. "Perhaps. After all, even I don't know how old I am now."
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