"In no more than a hundred years, you should set out!"
Within the Imperial Palace, Michaela whispered in Mureya's ear as they embraced, her words laden with a trace of regret. Her cultivation had always lagged a tier behind Mureya's, never catching up to him.
"No matter, I will wait for you. When the time comes, we will descend upon a world just like my parents did, and together we will break through our limits to become epics," Mureya said with a laugh as he held Michaela in his arms.
"There's no need to wait for me. You go first, and I will catch up to you!" Michaela's eyes lit up upon hearing Mureya's words, but then she soon shook her head, rejecting Mureya's suggestion.
"I can suppress my cultivation to wait for you!"
"But I don't want to become a burden that holds you back!" Michaela said as she looked up at Mureya, her platinum irises brimming with earnestness. "I am not a burden, and I will never become one!"