- Nothing had felt more relieving to Qiwan than the feeling of waking up next to Yingshang, but it also cleared another doubt in her mind.
- Trapped in this mortal shell for the time being, it was most unreal that Yingshang could finally have Qiwan in the solitude of his home. He hadn’t known for how long he would be trapped in this unstable place, with his powers taken from him temporarily until he completed his sentencing. With the finite lifespan of a human, it would probably be fifty or sixty years before he would be able to return to the celestial realms.
- But by then, what would be life in the heavens like? Would he still have that tiny bit of fate he had begged for? Unlike Yue Lao, who was the controller of mortal fates, tying the red threads of destiny between mortals, immortal fates were yet a bit more complicated. Still, he acted against his wilful self and sought a solution to secure his fate with Qiwan.