"Xiao Xiaoxian, haven't you always wanted to take charge of the Divine Thief Sect? Today, I'm giving you this ring. Hold out your hand." Seeing Xiao Xiaoxian's blank expression, Chu Yun spoke with a smile.
"But, Sect Leader..." Xiao Xiaoxian stared dumbly at Chu Yun and mechanically held out his hand.
Chu Yun placed the Sect Leader Ring in his palm.
"Xiaoxian," he said, "from this day onward, you are the Sect Leader of the Divine Thief Sect. Take it and wear it on your thumb. That is my order."
As he said this, the corners of Chu Yun's lips curled slightly in a gentle smile, yet his tone carried an overbearing authority that brooked no refusal.
The tiny ring lay in his palm, yet Xiao Xiaoxian felt it weigh as heavily as a mountain.
His body trembled faintly, his eyes reddening as surprise and delight flooded his heart. For a moment, his lips moved several times, but he had no idea what to say.
At that moment, a group of servants brought in breakfast. Moving swiftly and softly, flowing like clouds and water, they set the exquisite morning meal upon the table.
Chu Yun and Jin Bihan exchanged a smile and sat down.
Yet Xiao Xiaoxian still stood rooted to the spot in a daze.
"Xiao Xiaoxian," Chu Yun said.
"Ah—yes, Sect Leader."
"Carry the Divine Thief Sect forward and make it flourish."
"..." Xiao Xiaoxian opened his mouth, wanting to speak, but in the end, nothing came out. At that moment, his tears replaced words, fully expressing the gratitude and excitement buried deep within his heart.
In an instant, tears streamed down his face.
Tears filled his eyes and blurred his vision.
At that moment, the morning sun shone in through the window, making the dining hall bright