Yuan En Tianchen burst into tears. Clutching his chest, he nodded desperately, tears streaming down his face, yet he smiled like a child.
The moon rose, hanging above Sky City, huge and round.
The banquet hall was bustling, its laughter and singing drifting far into the night.
Guo Ling stood atop the city wall, gazing at the crowd below bathed in firelight, and let out a long breath.
You Ruoyun walked over and stood beside him, gently resting her head on his shoulder.
"Tired?"
Guo Ling smiled. "Not bad."
The two stood there quietly, watching the liveliness below, the full moon above, and the ancient dark-gold tree swaying gently in the night breeze.
"Brother Guang Ming."
"Hm?"
"Will we always be this happy?"
Guo Ling lowered his head. Moonlight fell across her face, and her purple eyes were filled with his reflection.
"Yes," he said. "We'll always be happy."
You Ruoyun smiled, leaned against his shoulder, and closed her eyes.
The ancient tree rustled in the wind, as if answering his words.
Moonlight flowed like water, bathing the entire Sky City.
By the time the banquet ended, the moon had already reached the center of the sky.
Most of the guests had left, returning home or departing Sky City that very night.
The few remaining core members were all invited into the conference room within the ancient tree's crown.
Guo Ling sat at the head of the table, with a massive map spread out before him.
You Ruoyun sat to his left, Tang Wumei to his right.
Mo Wu sat opposite him, with Wen Yue beside him. Bai Ling leaned against the window, holding a cup of cold tea, his usual carefree smile gone.
Guo Ling slapped the map onto the table and pointed at several marked circles. "Over the