The moment Boris stepped outside the city walls, two streaks of light shot down from the night sky before landing a short distance in front of him. As the light faded, two familiar figures appeared.
"Master!"
"Master!"
The instant they saw Boris standing before them, both of them rushed forward without the slightest hesitation. Their voices were filled with raw emotion that they made no attempt to hide. Although many decades had passed since they had last met, that single word carried the same respect, gratitude, and affection they had held for him since the day he had accepted them as his disciples.
To the outside world, Boris had been the previous Emperor of the Celestial Dragon Empire.
To them...He had always been their father.
