More than eight years have passed, yet the Second Prince shows no sign of time, his hair still white, sitting in a wheelchair like a mortal.
However, at this moment, the Second Prince's eyes held an uncontrollable excitement as he looked at Lin Yue, with tears faintly glistening at the corners of his eyes. That gaze was like someone who, after enduring countless hardships, finally found hope.
"Good, good, good!"
The Second Prince gently patted Lin Yue's shoulder with trembling fingers, carefully observing him, "It's good that you've returned alive. How do you feel now?"
Lin Yue smiled and said, "Better than ever!"
"That's good." The Second Prince asked, "Did you meet the Lord of Yanfu?"
"I did." Lin Yue nodded slightly and said, "I brought back many treasures, many of which can help Great Yong, and might even completely reverse the current situation."
"Completely reverse?"
