Tang Fei did not immediately leave the Phoenix Palace but went to find Phoenix.
He took the familiar route to Phoenix Pavilion and, seeing the shimmering Moon Gold Stone sign at the courtyard entrance, he felt surprisingly bewildered for a moment.
This was the residence of the Empire Princess, one of the most esteemed individuals in the country; he could come and go freely and felt incredibly familiar with every blade of grass and tree here.
What was more shocking was that he was actually involved in major events that stirred the entire nation.
Moreover, things were developing towards an unpredictable realm as they had expected.
Was this something the naive young boy from Hate Mountain could achieve?
There was a time when his greatest ambition was merely to catch a few more rabbits each day or bring back a three-headed sheep...
As for the wooden airplane he constantly tinkered with in his hands, flying to the sky could no longer be called an ambition, but a dream.
