Shen Siyuan retracted the Ten Thousand Soul Banner and said to Yin Xingyue, "This also fulfills your wish."
Yin Xingyue nodded with a smile, appearing delighted, as if the perpetual frown on her brow had somewhat dissipated.
"Brother~"
Yin Xingyue suddenly called out again.
"What is it?"
"I want to go see Grandma," Yin Xingyue said.
"Of course, you can, but do you know the way?"
Yin Xingyue nodded. She didn't know the way, but she knew which bus would take her to Grandma's house.
"In that case, go ahead."
"Thank you, Brother~"
Yin Xingyue bowed deeply to Shen Siyuan and then rode off on the Yin Wind, whistling through the air.
Shen Siyuan turned and went back to bed, ready to continue sleeping.
But for some reason, he felt an underlying sense of unease.
That night, Shen Siyuan dreamed all night long, the women in his dreams constantly changing, fully releasing his desires.