Neither cultivating for the next life nor seeking immortality, let the great Dao remain in the mortal world

And amid the crowd...

Duke Wei wore a solemn expression as he bowed respectfully toward the platform. Dressed in purple, Wei Qing fixed her luminous eyes on that familiar figure.

A smile touched her lips, and her eyes brimmed with pride.

That was her dearest friend.

The most extraordinary woman in this world.

Compared with the solemnity of these important figures...

The mood among the people below was considerably more relaxed.

Deputy General Cui puffed out his chest, boasting to several newly recruited Demon-Suppression Guards beside him.

"Back when Her Highness first came to the capital, I was the one who personally escorted her to the Martial Temple!"

"And after Her Highness obtained her Spirit Imprint, I was also the first person to see her."

He chuckled, looking thoroughly pleased with himself. "Now you understand how close Her Highness and I are, don't you?"

The green recruits listened in stunned wonder, their eyes filled with admiration.

Meanwhile, among the commoners on the outskirts of the square...

Old Wang, the flatbread seller, was surrounded by a group of neighbors.

"Old Wang, you're not pulling our legs, are you? Her Highness really ate your flatbread?"

Someone voiced their doubts.

At that, Old Wang immediately grew agitated.

"How could that possibly be a lie?!"

"Just a few mornings ago, right at my stall, Her Highness praised my cooking with her own mouth!"

"One bite, and her mouth was dripping with oil..."

At this point, Old Wang suddenly realized something. He hurriedly covered his mouth and glanced cautiously around.

Seeing that no one was paying attention, he lowered his voice and said mysteriously, "Anyway, even the True Lord said my gold-and-silver stuffed flatbread was good!"

Those around him nodded to themselves.

They privately wondered whether they ought to try some another day...

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