Zhao Yan stood on the high platform, surveying the scene before her.
In front of her eyes were countless numbers of commoners, so many that they were impossible to count.
She noticed the adoration and respect in their eyes. An unexplained surge of emotion welled up within Zhao Yan's heart.
Accompanied by a trickle of nervousness.
Before today, she had never faced such a large crowd nor spoken in public, never even thought about it.
But now, there she was, standing before them and receiving their utmost respect and veneration.
Zhao Yan didn't know how to describe her current state of affairs, but in an instant, seeing the smiling faces of the people below her made all the fatigue and hardship worth it.
Her mood became increasingly exuberant, emotion gradually escalating into euphoria.
Glancing back suddenly, she found her Junior Brother with a tip of smile gracing his lips, full of pride and satisfaction as he gazed at her.