"Emperor Ye, you're back!"
The girl's bright eyes lit up, and then, under the bewildered gaze of the high-ranking members of the Red Sparrow Institute, she lifted her skirt and ran to the gate of the Ancestor Hall to look out.
"Ancestor, what's wrong?"
Gu Shimin, the most senior member, despite her age, appeared as a beautiful woman, dressed in palace attire, quite pleasing to the eye.
Gu Shimin couldn't help but ask quietly.
Ye Qingyue's gaze also fell on the Ancestor, who appeared even younger than herself, with some curiosity.
At this moment.
They all sensed a black-robed young man slowly approaching from outside the Ancestor Hall.
"Ye Xuan?!"
Seeing that person, everyone was overjoyed.
"What's he doing here?"
The Red Sparrow Saintess, Ye Qingyue, was also slightly taken aback, a subtle joy rising in her heart.
"Emperor Ye!"
Then, in the stunned gaze of the crowd, the Ancestor of their Red Sparrow Institute opened her arms and embraced him.
