Yun Che didn’t say a word. He quietly watched He Ling’s face while feeling her change in emotion and aura, every bit of it.

She had led a refugee’s life since birth, and lost her parents as a child. As if destitution and homelessness weren’t enough, she had lost even her last family in the world before she ever got to meet him.

The collapse and pain when she had heard the news… the despair when she had thought that the murderer was the Brahma Monarch Realm… the sacrifice and rebirth as a poison spirit for revenge… the loss of control when she had poisoned the Brahma Monarch God Realm… and the devastation when she learned that she had wronged them...

They hadn’t separated for even a moment for the past couple years. She was there when Yun Che experienced his ups and downs. He was there when she struggled to cope.

And finally… finally, it was time to fulfill his promise to her.

He Ling stared blankly at the sorry-looking Sea God beneath her. Her aura was chaotic, her chest was heaving, and her lips trembled with the urge to scream or curse Nan Qianqiu.

For some reason, she couldn’t find the voice to do any of that, not even after a long time had passed....