"No." Su Ruan said rather helplessly, "Get up first."
Pressing her like this, and in the Imperial Palace, what did that say?
Lu Shinian sat up reluctantly, his wolf tail drooping on the ground, not moving at all.
The night was deep, and the dim light fell on him, making him look so pitiful.
Su Ruan propped her body up and sat, knowing very well that they couldn't stay here long.
As the First Commander of the Third Legion, if Lu Shinian experienced an uncontrolled Ancestral Stage, he would certainly be plotted against by the people from the other three legions.
Even within the Third Legion, they might temporarily have him step down.
After all, a commander who might lose control at any time cannot undertake the responsibility of command.
Luckily, there was no Insect Race invasion right now; otherwise, in Lu Shinian's current state, it would be difficult for him to stay in this position.
Helping Lu Shinian stand, Su Ruan murmured, "We need to go home."
