Su Clan's Sixteen lifted Song Shuhang's head in both hands and said, "Shuhang, do you want to guess what Sixteen's wish was back then?"
"Wish?" Song Shuhang met her gaze and fell into thought.
Beside them, White Dragon Sister drifted aimlessly through the void—no matter how sweetly you two speak to each other, this scene is still horrifying to me.
Although she had been the one to bring Song Shuhang's skull back, she still couldn't help complaining.
"Have you guessed?" Su Clan's Sixteen asked.
Song Shuhang said shyly, "Marry me?"
It wasn't because he was narcissistic.
That had been the answer Su Clan's Sixteen herself had hinted at back then.
At that time, Song Shuhang hadn't yet become a Dao-Proving Profound Sage. He had still been a complete novice. Then, one day, Su Clan's Sixteen suddenly unleashed an overwhelming aura and insisted on discussing profound topics like "the future" and "Dao companions" with him.
Song Shuhang's mindset hadn't been as mature then as it was now, and he hadn't experienced nearly as much.
Song Shuhang still remembered Sixteen asking him whether he would consider getting married in the future—the Su Clan's Sixteen of that moment had been so domineering that he would never forget it.
He suspected that if Su Clan's Sixteen had been even more forceful at the time, he might have timidly nodded and agreed to marry into the Heavenly River Su Clan.
"Pfft~" White Dragon Sister couldn't help laughing when she heard that answer.
You, Tyrant Song, are now an existence capable of making infants throughout the Myriad Heavens and Realms stop crying. That answer of yours... have you been possessed?
The cowlick on top of Song Shuhang's head, belonging to Pavilion Master Chu: "..."
Pavilion Master Chu felt somewhat embarrassed. She was considering whether to retract