Rob sat obediently beside Chen Yin, listening to Chen Yin's heartfelt words, and the usually very keen mecha's mind suddenly became a bit confused.
He felt that human emotions have always been an incomprehensible existence, joy and sorrow, partings and reunions, something it, as a mecha, longed for but could never possess.
"Master, is it really worth it to be so heartbroken over a mere momentary infatuation?" Rob tilted his head, his human-like eyes fixed intently on Chen Yin. This secretly heartbroken look of Chen Yin was something Rob had never seen before.
It was trying hard to console Chen Yin.
Because it didn't want its master to be sad.
Chen Yin raised his thick eyebrows. This person, worshiped by countless people as the Blue Star Empire's Majesty, lazily stretched and leaned trustingly against Rob, speaking softly, "Is it worth it? It's the only time in my more than a hundred years that I've felt a flutter of the heart. Do you think it's worth it?"
