There was no resentment in Yuan Tianhao's smile, no fear—only a sense of regret.
He had once been so close to that coveted realm, yet for various reasons, he had ultimately been unable to grasp it. All his grand ambitions had turned to dust as a result.
It was a profound regret, but Yuan Tianhao had dominated the world for decades. He had weathered countless ups and downs and witnessed the full spectrum of human change. Now, his heart was filled with a sense of acceptance.
Fate, it seemed, was inescapable.
He did not fear death. But there were still things in this world he could not leave behind, which was why he had secretly invited Zhao Xuanqi for this meeting.
