The Dragon Girl was jubilant and joyful, showing no concern for her frailty and exhaustion.
But Li Muyang, gazing upon her radiant, unrestrained smile, felt a pang of sorrow deep in his heart. The purer and more untroubled her joy appeared, the more it hurt him.
To protect the masses of the Northern Land, this simple young girl before him must have endured unimaginable trials and pressures in the past.
And made immense sacrifices as a result.
She was clearly a revered deity, worshiped widely across the Northern Realm.
Yet here she stood, so fatigued and withered—not only gaining no advantage but, instead, worn thin and sacrificing greatly...
Li Muyang let out a deep sigh and said, "You've been working so hard."
The Dragon Girl replied, "Not really hard, just tiring. I stay daily within the Dragon Palace sensing the incense offerings from temples across the lands and providing Spirit Rice to those suffering from disasters."
