Zian Yi had already returned to his throne when he felt the power that had entered his palace. He opened his eyes and waited for her to reach him. He understood that now that she had the advantage in terms of power, she would most certainly come to face him once again. They needed to finish their conversation from a few years ago.
Even though Zian Rou had been treated as nothing more than the most beloved princess, it was clear that Ting Huan still had her reservations about leaving her with a being such as him.
As expected, the doors to the hall opened a few seconds later, and Ting Huan entered the space. She walked with a newfound sense of power and authority. It was as though she were an entirely new being—if not one who had suddenly achieved enlightenment and seen through the Dao.
She walked toward the throne with her power contained, but her aura filled the hall, vying for supremacy with Zian Yi’s own.