"Are you not used to having this old man hold your hand while walking?"
Han Xu Yang turned back with an odd smile, his somewhat aged and weary face showing a mischievous grin like that of a child as he chuckled, "If you want to change someone, I don't mind having Qingxue walk this path with you... as this is your glory, but it must be accompanied by someone from the Han Clan. Only then am I reluctantly agreeable, but I'm old, and I probably don't come together as beautifully as you golden couple do."
Xu Lingjun: "Your Majesty, you are joking..."
