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However, Prince Jin was definitely no ordinary character, so I believed he must have had another motive. Still, as long as he did not cause trouble in my Ghost Dao, there was little I could do about him.
"Brother Tian, the new year is almost here. The diplomatic delegation will arrive after the new year, and then I'll have to go back..." Li Nianjun stood prettily beside me, watching me process memorials while also studying me with her wide eyes.
I smiled faintly, stamped a large seal onto the imperial edict I had drafted, and said, "That place is your homeland. What else can you do if you don't go back? Are you planning to stay here?"
"But... you know my father only pretends to care about me. Even though Grandfather is easy to talk to, I still have a bad feeling about this. Something is bound to go wrong if I go back." Li Nianjun spoke gloomily as she moved behind me and placed her delicate hands on my shoulders, gently massaging them.
"But you have no reason to stay. If I forcibly kept you here, the Ghost Dao and your Ancient Immortal World would certainly fall into conflict. And even your grandfather and father would not be willing to let you remain in this barren Great World, where it is dangerous too." I smiled bitterly. Having a successor massage me was probably a luxury I alone could enjoy. Still, over this period, I had come to regard her like a younger sister and deeply sympathized with her situation. Yet everyone had their own path in life, and I could not constantly use my power to forcibly change and influence theirs.
"No, I like it here. Although there's that willful and spoiled Jing Xiaoman, once you send her