It’s said that the human world’s emperor is muddle-headed, so I decided to go to the mortal world and teach the bullied prince and support him onto the throne, to bring peace to the land. The process was difficult, but I succeeded. 10 years later, when the young emperor was enthroned, black clouds covered the sky and tribulation lightning rumbled. I stood outside the throne room and distantly gave him one last look. He didn’t know what was happening outside and smiled at me, his pitch-black eyes were filled with a thousand words. Then, I turned around and ascended. I didn’t even give him a proper goodbye. When I opened my eyes, it wasn’t the Heavens. I blankly lay on the carpet of the imperial study room, and the eunuch beside me was submissively introducing, “Your Majesty, this is the remarkable beauty Prince Jin is giving as a tribute.” From above came a familiar yet cold voice, “Prince Jin has spared no effort. Pity, that what We hate the most in this life is other people looking like… that person.”