Translator: Aran

  The round-faced Prince yawned and stretched lazily, looking at Ye Qingyu who just slowly stepped out the door. Leaning against a tree, his expression was as if he had finally found an old friend. Faintly smiling he exclaimed, “Hey, you’re finally out.”


  Ye Qingyu’s eyes flashed a hint of surprise, “You were waiting for me?”


  “Yes, while you’ve been training in seclusion, spectacles were frequently appearing across the heaven and earth. There was a trem..