"Don't worry, Father. I won't act out in front of the man who saved my life," Zhao Yueling promised.
She wasn't a fool. How could she fail to understand something so basic?
Even setting aside his status as her savior, he was also a Great Emperor, the Tianyuan Young Master...
Whichever identity she considered, Zhao Yueling didn't believe she could afford to offend him.
If they could truly afford to provoke him, they wouldn't have traveled all this way to willingly pledge their allegiance.
"Let's go." Zhao Guizhen waved his sleeve and said no more, making haste toward Qingyun Prefecture.
Originally, he hadn't wanted to disturb Chen Mu.
But since they were already here, and Chen Mu had saved Zhao Yueling's life, saying and doing nothing would hardly be proper.
Zhao Guizhen didn't want this to create a rift of distrust between himself and Chen Mu.
Even after so many years as the Eastern Pole Holy Lord, Zhao Guizhen hadn't forgotten that serving a sovereign was like keeping company with a tiger.
Even the smallest matters demanded the utmost caution!
Before long.
The two arrived at the gates of Qingyun Prefecture.
"That smells wonderful! Do Great Emperors need to eat too?" Zhao Yueling normally devoted almost all her time to cultivation.
Eating? Refining a little spiritual energy could keep her full for months. Why waste time on it?
As the Saintess, and even more importantly, the Holy Lord's daughter, Zhao Yueling couldn't afford to slack off, afraid her virtue would fall short of her position and invite ridicule...
"Have you already forgotten what you just promised me?" Zhao Guizhen's expression turned cold.
"..." Zhao Yueling trembled beneath that terrifying gaze. She hurriedly shut her mouth and lowered her head, no longer daring to look him in the eyes.
She knew