To Qin Mu, that night was merely a few years ago, but to that girl, forty thousand years had already passed.

What bewildered Qin Mu was that even though forty thousand years had passed, Bai Qu'er still looked the same as when he had seen her for the first time. There was no transformation at all.

She didn't grow up, and she still looked like that cute and lively girl he had met in Hundred Prosperities City that night. The beautiful hair on her forehead concealed a pair of small dragon horns.

What had changed was her temperament.

He didn't know what she had gone through, but her timidness and delicateness had been swept away. She was now filled with drive, initiative, and a lack of fear.

Qin Mu didn't know that before dawn came, he had become the motivation that had supported her and the immigrants of High Emperor to stay alive. He didn't know that after the dawn broke, he was the one that had motivated her to survive—he was the motivation for her to bring those weak immigrants to