Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
‘Pain and joy are different sides of the same coin.’
Ji Fengyan entered the grand hall and looked toward the Emperor sitting upon his throne. In that immense hall, the nine-levels-high platform represented the most exalted position in the royal house. The silver-colored throne was so exquisite that it left onlookers speechless.
From a usual bystander’s point of view, the throne signified the highest governing power over the Kingdom of the Sacred Dragon.
Whereas in Ji Fengyan’s eyes, it was a massive cloud of thick spiritual energy.
In the entire royal place, that place radiated the most abundant amount of spiritual energy.
“Your Majesty.” Ji Fengyan turned her gaze back to the Emperor and bowed before him.
With a benevolent smile on his handsome face, the Emperor looked like a compassionate and gracious ruler.
“Greetings, young girl. It has been a while. Much has happened since then.” The Emperor chuckled.
Ji Fengyan smiled and remained standing obediently to the side, quietly waiting to see what would happen next.
A lady in fine clothes stood on the Emperor’s right side. She was exceptionally lovely and elegant. Her form-fitting clothes draped over her lithe figure like liquid silk, but was in no way vulgar. Standing on the Emperor’s right with chin tilted upwards, her beautiful but indifferent eyes swept across Ji Fengyan. That cold and aloof gaze made one feel extremely uncomfortable.
Ji Fengyan could guess just who that lady was.
Someone of that young age being allowed to stand by the Emperor’s side, it could only be the Eldest Princess.
“Since your father’s death, you have become the Ji family’s current Terminator. It must be hard on you to take on such a heavy responsibility at such a young age.” The Emperor said steadily while looking at Ji Fengyan. His tone was akin to a kindly old man, but underneath all that, his monarch’s air of dominance was difficult to ignore.
Ji Fengyan kept silent, slightly lowering her head at the Emperor’s words to indicate humility.
Actually, a large proportion of the Terminators inherited the World-Termination-Armour at a young age. Most of them were about 15-16 years old when they took over the mantle of Terminator from their seniors. Very few were beyond 20 years of age. From the moment they inherited the title, they would be set apart from the rest, walking down the unique path of a terminator.
The birth of a terminator meant the fall of another.
The Kingdom of the Sacred Dragon had a limited number of World-Termination-Armour, all passed down through the generations in each family clan. If they lost an armour during battle, the entire family clan would wither away within a short period of time.
The glory that came with the Terminator could easily be reduced to dust following his disappearance.
“Since you took over the World-Termination-Armour, has there been any problems?” The Emperor seemed to be in no hurry to discuss the main issue. Instead, he appeared to be using the soft approach and engaging Ji Fengyan in a casual banter.
“No problems at all. I thank Your Majesty for his concern.” Ji Fengyan answered accordingly.
The Emperor nodded. “That’s good. I heard your father has already been buried. It won’t be long before you enroll in the institute to learn how to use the World-Termination-Armour. I hope that you will do well at the institute and return to do your father proud, defending the nation on the battlefield.”
“Yes.” Ji Fengyan continued to keep her responses neutral.
Only react on command. Don’t make a move until the enemy does.
The Emperor laughed, extremely pleased with Ji Fengyan’s ‘obedience’. In contrast, the Eldest Princess was looking rather surly. With a slight frown, she prompted lightly. “Father, didn’t you call Miss Ji here today to discuss something?”
