Ye Guyi left with Ye Cheng.
Given Ye Cheng's status, although he nominally served as an honored elder of the Holy Spirit Cult, he had savings of his own and owned a small courtyard residence in Mingdu, where every inch of land was worth its weight in gold.
The two shared a surname and chatted along the way, but neither discovered any connection between them.
Ye Cheng felt a little regretful, but merely smiled. After all, what he had gained this time could be considered the fulfillment of his last wish in life.
"Uncle Ye... Xu Cheng is the Holy Spirit Cult's Holy Son, so why doesn't he seem to have any evil aura?"
Inside the soul-powered car.
Seeing that this "family elder" had a gentle disposition, Ye Guyi gradually opened up after exchanging a few words with him and asked out of curiosity.
"You must address him as Your Highness!" Ye Cheng's brows drew together slightly as he reminded her softly.
"But I'm not joining the Holy Spirit Cult..." Hearing his slightly stern tone, Ye Guyi shrank back a little.
"I'm not telling you to call him His Highness the Holy Son, but His Highness the Prince. His true identity is the Eleventh Prince of the Sun Moon Empire's Imperial Family. He now commands vast armies and wields towering power... Of course, I'm only telling you this so you'll show him basic respect and avoid stirring up trouble." Seeing her reaction, Ye Cheng softened his voice as he explained.
"Oh." Ye Guyi had spent some of her childhood wandering through the Heaven Dou Empire, so she was no sheltered young lady whose fingers had never touched spring water. She had truly witnessed the darkness and cruelty beneath the surface and understood far more deeply the influence of those at