"It's already been half a year, and not a single clan has sided with the Young Master…" Feng Yuxiang sighed, her voice echoing softly through the empty chamber.
The words of the Primordial Phoenix still lingered in her mind, gnawing at her optimism day after day.
She couldn't help but wonder what would happen if none of the Royal Phoenix Clans chose to side with Yuan and instead continued their allegiance to the Celestial Emperor.
A few days later, the chamber doors creaked open, and a lone figure stepped inside.
Feng Yuxiang turned, expecting to see one of the clan leaders—only to be disappointed.
"Oh… It's just you," she muttered, her tone tinged with disappointment. "What do you want?"
Feng Haoyu bowed slightly and said, "I wish to swear my allegiance to the Immortal Monarch—or rather, to reaffirm my loyalty to him."
"That's cool and all, but what about your family? Where are they?"
