Yan Liu frowned, her voice slightly icy: "He lives downstairs from us. He saw you when you went out for a stroll and followed you here?"

Jiang Si shook her head: "When I went out for a walk, I was far away from him. I just glanced at him from a distance and then moved away into the crowd. He didn't see me."

"But the word 'fate' is hard to explain. When I came back after my walk, I saw him registering at the hotel, but he didn't check in; instead, he went out."

"I asked the hotel staff and found out that he lives on the floor below us, but judging from his appearance, he's probably looking for you."

Those who understand, understand; those who don't, also understand. When a dragon meets its destined one, it will involuntarily raise its scales. This is its nature; this is their tradition.

Dragons are domineering, single-minded, and stingy. When they meet their destined one, they will do everything they can to stay by their side. Even if their destined one runs away, they will try their best to find them.

Over ten years ago, they took a trip to the Great Western Kingdom and obtained two bottles of dragon blood. Cangying developed a strong attraction to Yanliu. He believed that Yanliu was his destined one and that he would find her. Even if Yanliu didn't stay with him or pay attention to him, he would still try to get close to her.

This is the dragon's nature, its obsession, its stubbornness, its obstinacy with destiny. Just like Bo Jichen's feelings for Lei Luosi, he could give up everything, he could give up nothing, he could go from a dragon soaring through the nine heavens to a queen who would imprison herself for him.

Yan Liu revealed a sarcastic smile: "You've come to me for some ridiculous destiny?"

Jiang Si raised her eyebrows: "Most likely!"

Yanliu looked at her master with utmost seriousness: "Master, tell me, is it possible that he has mistaken someone for someone else again?"

Jiang Si couldn't help but burst out laughing: "If that's the case, then he's really unlucky. I'd give him the Best Unlucky Award!"

Yanliu added with a smile, "Then the master can hurry up and make the trophy now, lest he mistake you for someone else again, it will be too late."

Ginger shreds: "!!!!"

Is her little willow tree serious?

This singlehood movement, it seems, is unshakeable!

Very well, if you don't enter the realm of love, you'll gain eternal life!

The little golden dragon's journey to win over his wife is long and exciting.

She was also quite curious about how such an old-fashioned, traditional man could be so shameless and persistent in his pursuit of Xiao Yanliu despite her rejection.

Jiang Si took out a huge box from her spatial storage and placed it in front of Yan Liu: "Little Yan Liu, in a few days it will be the coronation ceremony of Lei Luos. Don't wear a black dress, wear red one."

"My little Yanliu looks best in red, it's so festive! You pick one out, I'm going to bed now, goodnight!"

They stayed in suites, each with their own bedroom, and each bedroom had a view of the scenery below and the stars in the distant sky.

Jiang Si put down a box of clothes, patted her bottom and went to sleep, leaving Yan Liu to open the box and look at the neatly folded dresses of various colors with the tags still on.

Yes, it's all colors except black. Any dress I pick would look beautiful. Wearing it makes me feel ethereal and graceful, and it doesn't hinder me from fighting.

Downstairs from their apartment, Cang Ying, dressed in a dark, wide-sleeved robe with a red belt around her waist, had her jet-black hair loose and unbound, falling to her ankles.

He stood with his hands behind his back in front of the huge French windows, gazing at the myriad lights outside and the countless stars in the sky. More than 10 years had passed since he first saw Yanliu.

Thinking that she was very likely to come to the capital planet of the Troia Empire, he hurriedly traveled from the Great Western Kingdom to the Merfolk in the Abel System, and then from the Merfolk to the capital planet of the Troia Empire.

Arriving just before the funeral of the former Emperor and Empress of the Troia Empire, he thought she might be among the crowd seeing them off. He waited and looked around in the crowd, but he didn't see her.

After the funeral, her natural vegetable shop did not open. More than three months passed in the blink of an eye. He wondered if she had not returned to her previous place of residence and was still on the capital planet of the Troia Empire since her shop was not open.

So he stayed and went out every day to search for her, like looking for a needle in a haystack, hoping to run into her. He tried once, twice, countless times, but never succeeded.

In a few days, it will be the grand procession for the new monarch of Troia, and he hopes to meet Yanliu and see her.

Before long, the procession for the new monarch's accession to the throne of Troia began, and little Agares appeared in the live broadcast room, being led by the hand by Relos.

The little boy was wearing a small suit and smiled like a little sun. The moment Jiang Si saw him in the live stream, she kept sending virtual gifts.

Because of her generous donations, the live stream attracted billions of fans, who then showered her with donations and left comments.

The distance from the palace to the coronation hall is more than ten kilometers one way, and thirty or forty kilometers round trip. You travel by car, and the roadsides are full of people, all ordinary citizens.

Jiang Si and Yan Liu wore sunglasses that covered most of their faces. They were bright and flamboyant, with a strong aura. Standing in the crowd, the people around them seemed to automatically disperse and not approach them.

Even though they are not the same height, when they stand together, neither of them can overshadow the other's aura or beauty.

Those around them stared in disbelief, forgetting to look at the approaching new emperor and prince.

Jiang Si and Yan Liu were in a great position, with the best view of Lei Luos and Agares as their car slowly drove towards them.

The first thing Jiang Si saw wasn't Agares, but Bo Jichen, who was wearing a combat uniform with a small bun at the back of his head and a star-shaped diamond pendant.

He stood on Relos's chariot, serving as Relos's personal bodyguard as he attended the coronation ceremony.

Old Long's face is still somewhat youthful, but his eyes are incredibly firm. Wearing a combat uniform, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, and an earpiece in his ear, he looks incredibly cool and devastatingly handsome.

Look at Jiang Si and the crowd. Since the new monarch's car had arrived, their gazes finally left the scene. They waved their small national flags, excitedly shouting and cheering.

Jiang Si and Yan Liu stood like outsiders, seemingly out of place amidst the excited crowd. They were like detached sages, wearing sunglasses and their most beautiful, eye-catching dresses, standing outside the roadside railing.

The two were too conspicuous, with an overwhelming aura. Even though they wore large sunglasses that covered half of their faces, they were impossible to ignore. Bo Jichen spotted them immediately from the car.

The strong always have an inexplicable attraction to each other, and the strong are always more sensitive to each other than ordinary people. When Bo Jichen looked over, Jiang Si and Yan Liu raised their hands at the same time and shook them at him.

The two women waved their hands in exactly the same way. If you ignored their clothes and height, you would think they were twins.

The car passed in front of them, and Bo Jichen couldn't help but turn around and glance at them, but they had already disappeared into the crowd, like a fleeting moment.

The crowds on both sides of the road followed the car, which was moving very slowly. The crowds on both sides of the road followed the car very slowly.

There were many people, and after they passed, the roadside was cleared up. Jiang Si and Yan Liu were actually standing not far away, using their invisibility shielding abilities to isolate themselves from the surroundings.

After everyone had passed, the two of them deactivated their shields and prepared to leave the capital planet of the Troia Empire. Unexpectedly, as soon as they turned around, they saw Cang Ying, with a red lucky charm hanging from his waist, long black hair reaching his ankles, wearing a black wide-sleeved robe, with handsome features, a face like that of an immortal, and an aura of coldness emanating from his body.

Jiang Si paused for a moment, then turned her gaze to Yan Liu.

Yan Liu acted as if she didn't recognize him, pushed up her sunglasses, turned to Jiang Si and said, "Master, it's getting late, we should go."

Jiang Si never refuses requests from her little tobacco willow: "Okay, let's go."

The two women, seemingly oblivious to Cang Ying standing before them, stepped towards him. Just as they were about to brush past him, Cang Ying suppressed the scales sprouting from his arm, reached out to block their path, and said, "Gentlemen Jiang Siyan and Liu, it's been a long time!"

With a swift movement, the powerful Yanliu pushed aside his arm that was blocking their path, coldly uttering two words: "Excuse me!"

Ginger shreds: "!!!!"

Wow, her little willow tree is so majestic, so domineering, and so aloof!

Oh my god, the little golden dragon looks so pitiful.

However, she was aligned with Yanliu and stood by her side. Yanliu was never wrong in anything she did, and she would always support every choice and decision she made.

Cangying watched them walk past him. The force of the push Yanliu had sent onto his arm caused it to be covered in scales that he couldn't suppress.

It's been over 10 years. I finally found her, finally saw her. If she slips away from me this time, I don't know when I'll be able to find her again, no matter how vast the world is.

Cangying acted faster than he thought. Perhaps because he was younger than when he met Yanliu in the previous 97 rewinds, he was driven by youthful impulsiveness. He strode forward, stopped in front of them, and once again blocked their path. He said politely, "Excuse me, Lady Jiang Si, I would like to have a few words with Lady Yanliu. I wonder if you could do me a favor?"

Before Jiang Si could speak, Yan Liu spoke for her, saying, "Excuse me, my master and I don't have time to talk to you. Move aside and don't block our way."

Ginger shreds: "!!!!"

It has to be said that Yanliu's behavior is quite like that of a scumbag woman.

But so what if she's a jerk? Well, Xiao Yanliu is hers!

As long as it's her little Yanliu, it doesn't matter if she's a complete jerk.

As Yanliu finished speaking, Cangying's black, gold-tinged eyes dimmed instantly, like an abandoned dog, silently gazing at Yanliu, his posture upright yet filled with helplessness.

Yanliu, who was about to walk past him, suddenly recalled the image of him saving her from the Starry Sky Beast when she saw him like this.

He died 97 times to protect her from the Star Beasts.

97 times he told himself it was okay, he wouldn't die!

Ninety-seven times he begged her to drink his blood to fight the Star Beasts, and he waited for her by the ruins.

He died when she returned from fighting the Star Beast 97 times.

97 times he drained all his blood and left it for her.

He gave his body to her 97 times.

These memories, which should have faded into the vast ocean of time, suddenly became vivid, appearing frame by frame and scene by scene in Yanliu's mind.

The memory of 97 identical times was too overwhelming, and Yan Liu suddenly stopped walking: "Master, you go first, I will follow soon."

Jiang Si smiled gently and said, "I'll wait for you at the space station!"

Yanliu nodded: "Yes, Master!"

Jiang Si was also decisive and quick-witted. She hurried to the docking point of the spacecraft, boarded it, started it up, and the spacecraft took off, heading directly to the space station of the Troia Empire's capital.

Today, Yanliu changed out of her all-black outfit and put on a beautiful red dress. With her black hair, emerald green eyes, and eight-centimeter high heels, she exuded an aura of 2.8 meters tall.

Cangying was dressed in wide sleeves of black, with long hair reaching his ankles. One hand was held in front of him, and the other was behind his back.

The two stood facing each other. Cangying looked like an ancient relic from the distant past, while Yanliu resembled a stunningly beautiful and modern young lady.

Yan Liu spoke first, getting straight to the point, using a title she had used for many years but had never been able to say aloud: "Little Golden Dragon brat, I know what you want to say to me, but I'm telling you I don't want to hear it, and you shouldn't listen. Keep your words to yourself."

Cangying's eyes darkened slightly, and he asked uncertainly, "You not only know I'm a dragon, but you also know what color I am. Did we know each other before?"

The words "little golden dragon cub" seemed to have flipped a strange switch, giving Cangying a sudden, overwhelming feeling of déjà vu.

However, in his dragon heritage memories, he was certain that he had never seen her before, and that this was the second time he had seen her.

But she did feel very familiar to him, and he really wanted to get to know her and get closer to her. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether it was the magic of destiny or the magic of fate.

Yan Liu stepped closer to him, her voice as cold as frost: "Yes, in the endless cycle of reincarnation, we will not only meet, but you will also die at my hands. So, if you don't want to die, stay away from me and pretend you don't know me when you see me."

If he hadn't known her, he wouldn't have died for her; he would have lived for a thousand years and wouldn't have died in the prime of his life as a dragon!

The best way to keep him alive is for the two of them to never cross paths. As long as they don't cross paths and each live their own lives, they can have new lives.

The scent of herbs emanating from her wafted into Cangying's nose, causing him to momentarily lose his sense of familiarity. A voice inside him cried out that, no matter what, whether he lived or died, he would always be by her side.

"No!" Cangying snapped out of his daze, his golden eyes fixed on Yanliu, and spoke in a deep and firm voice: "Lord Yanliu, although I cannot discern what species you are, nor can I calculate what kind of person you are."

“But now that you know I am a dragon, a golden dragon, and have seen my scales spring up, you have some understanding of dragons, so you should know why my scales spring up!”

"I don't want to hide it from you either. From the first time I saw you, I've been looking for you. I've been looking for you for more than ten years. You told me to stay away from you, but no, I don't want to stay away from you. I want to be closer to you!"

"If what you say is true, that if I get closer to you, I will die at your hands, then so be it. I will die at your hands willingly and without regret!"

Yan Liu frowned deeply as she looked at the little golden dragon cub before her. According to the gears of fate in the previous 97 cycles, they would meet again in forty or fifty years, not now.

Now, with her 98th regression, she has met him fifty or sixty years earlier than expected.

His appearance now is no different from his future appearance, except that he looks a little younger.

But... he was different in the 98th regression than he was in the previous 97 regressions.

He now carries the impulsive passion of a young man, unlike his steady and silent self in the previous 97 regressions. Instead, he is obsessive, stubborn, and inflexible, just like in the previous 97 regressions!

Yanliu stopped wasting words with him and directly took out the Hunter from her spatial storage. She gripped the hilt, twirled the blade, and the willow branches wrapped around the Hunter disappeared.

The sharp, blood-stained blade gleamed coldly as Yan Liu gripped it, aiming straight at Cangying.

Cangying stood there as upright as a pine tree, motionless and unmoving, quietly watching her, as if to prove that, as he had said, if he were to die at her hands, he would be willing and have no regrets.

Just as the tip of the hunting blade was about to touch Cangying at the critical moment, it broke free from Yanliu's grasp, emitted a whistling sound, and landed upright on the ground, its cold light gleaming.

Yanliu: "!!!!"

What does this broken knife mean?

Damn it, she's been his scabbard for so many years, and he won't even kill a person!

It also emitted a clanging sound, but was that really a clanging sound?

No, that was a mockery, a warning. It mocked her for not using him to kill the dragon, telling her to find her own way, and warned her that if she wanted to use him to kill the dragon, she was dreaming!

Yan Liu was so angry that he thought he should just break the knife in front of him. If he broke it, he wouldn't be able to turn back into a human, and if he couldn't turn back into a human, he wouldn't be able to be with Jiang Dandan.

Jiang Dandan and the little golden dragon cub got together. With just a knife and a tree, they could protect their master forever.

"Hmm, that's a good idea," Yan Liu thought, determined to cut off the treacherous knife that was hunting down the enemy. Just then, a dragon-slaying whip appeared before her.

The dragon-slaying whip made from dragon bones surprised Yan Liu slightly. In the previous 97 rewinds, the little golden dragon cub had also been given this dragon-slaying whip when it died.

This is his weapon, made from the bones of his dragon father and mother. It was a powerful tool to protect him. He gave it to her after his death, hoping she would have a suitable weapon and that this whip could protect her in his place!

Yanliu's gaze followed the dragon-slaying whip to Cangying: "What do you mean?"

The scales on Cangying's hand, which was holding the Dragon-Slaying Whip, became visible. He no longer concealed or suppressed his scales, but instead raised the Dragon-Slaying Whip towards her hand again and again: "If you want to kill me, your weapon is not obeying you. Use my weapon!"

Jiang Si isn't here. If she were, she would definitely exclaim, "My goodness! All dragons in the dragon race are love-struck, love-struck to the point of risking their lives!"

First there was Lao Long Bo Jichen, then Cangying, then Jiang Dandan, and then that dragon with the little patterned husband—what was his name again? They're all love-struck.

The only dragon that isn't love-struck is Lingxi, a snake-turned-dragon. It's probably because it doesn't have the inherited memories of dragons, so it can't develop a love-struck mind!

Yan Liu's emerald green eyes widened involuntarily. "Little golden dragon brat, are you sick or something? I'm going to kill you, and instead of running away, you're handing me a weapon?"

"What kind of thing are you? How can your brain be so stupid?"

Damn, he wasn't like this before, he won't be like this 40 or 50 years from now.

Back then, he would blush easily, even just from being teased. He would sometimes get so worked up that he would stay in Frost City for 10, 8, or even 100 years at a time.

Cangying is essentially unchanged, except that he is younger than he was 97 times before, with a more youthful spirit, more passion, more impulsiveness, and a greater sense of joy at having found his destined partner after only a few decades as the high priest of the merfolk.

Cangying stared intently at Yanliu, speaking with utmost seriousness and earnestness, saying, "Didn't you say that I would die at your hands in countless reincarnations? Since I have no choice, no way to escape, and I am willing, it makes sense for me to hand you my weapon and let you kill me."

Yanliu: "!!!!"

Damn, that dragon is seriously ill!

She wanted to kill him, to slaughter him, and instead of running away, he handed her a knife.

It's one thing to hand her a knife, but to do it so confidently, seriously, and earnestly!

He's truly fearless, or just incredibly stubborn!

I didn't know that dragons were creatures with serious illnesses because I had little contact with them before.

Seeing him like this, Yanliu became furious and humiliated. She reached out and slapped his whip away, looking extremely fierce: "If you're sick, go see a doctor. If you can't find a suitable healer, give me rare minerals, gems, pearls, and I'll cure you. Do you really have a serious illness..."

"You want gems and pearls? I have them!" Compared to Yan Liu's anger and embarrassment, Cang Ying remained extremely calm. Even when he interrupted Yan Liu, his voice was clear and gentle: "Here you go, all of it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he pulled out several sacks of pearls and several large boxes of various sparkling gems from his spatial storage.

The colorful gemstones, shining brightly in the sunlight, almost blinded Yanliu, making her feel deeply powerless against Cangying's tendency to always be so direct.

Yan Liu took a deep breath, picked up the hunting weapon that was stuck on the ground, put it into her spatial storage, and left without killing the dragon or taking any of the pearls or gems on the ground.

Seeing that she had left, Cangying swept the sacks of pearls and boxes of gems on the ground into his spatial storage, then followed her and asked politely, "Your Excellency Yanliu, do you think the pearls and gems I gave you were too few?"

"It's alright. Although I only have this much in my space, I have hidden a lot of pearls and gems in the deep-sea caves of the Great Western Kingdom. Where do you live? Give me an address or a teleportation number, and I'll go back, pack them up, and bring them all to you!"