The Gentle Ruler

However, Patriarch Yanlong was not surprised; he was not swayed by that charming tenderness, his gaze holding a hint of respect amidst its kindness.

But in his mind, he recalled the era of yore.

The current Empress Fengchen, back when she just stepped into Immortality, had undergone little change from then till now.

They were all in the Tribulation Realm.

When he first met this ruler, she was still a little girl.

The second time they met, Empress Fengchen and she had become inseparable friends.

The last time they met, she tearfully begged him.

Seeing her again now.

Merited respectful treatment.

"Your Majesty!" Patriarch Yanlong rose and paid his respects.

Jian Wushuang and Jincheng behind him also bowed in respect.

Jian Wushuang secretly rejoiced in his heart, still awaiting the summon of this ruler.

But when the ruler approached, she calmly asked, "Uncle Yanlong, who is this beside you?"