Facing Wang Teng's emotional words, Nalan Yanran merely wore an indifferent expression and remained silent. Her peerless face showed neither sorrow nor joy, and her star-like eyes were as calm as an ancient well, like a fairy standing aloof from the world, merely gazing at an insignificant stranger.
Wang Teng did not mind at all. He stared at that peerless face he had yearned for day and night, and continued speaking to himself: "The failure ten years ago was agonizing to me. Every time I recalled it, it felt like soul-devouring insects gnawing at my body and mind. Fortunately, I pulled through, and..."
"Fortunately, there is still another chance. Over the past ten years, I left Ning City, left my grandfather's protection, and even left Pingyang Prefecture, traveling across various parts of Dayue. Although there were hardships along the way, I managed to get through them safely in the end. In these ten years, I have gained a lot, broadened my horizons, and truly understood what it means when people say there are heavens beyond the heavens and people beyond people."
Chapter 75