"Of course, it's the Puppeteer Zong Cheng," the Fifth Princess said meaningfully. "Recently, the Eastern Continent has been battered and overwhelmed by the Duke of Storm City and my father. I'm afraid many have forgotten that there's a deadly spider lurking in the shadows."
"Thank you," Qing Chen turned and boarded the Fifth Princess ship across from them. "When the war ends, I'll visit you in the West Continent."
"It's a good thing you're not as hot-headed as Wang Xiaojiu; otherwise, I'd be quite scared," the Fifth Princess waved him farewell, while Marquis Bolton wept on the spot.
The Fifth Princess wiped away his tears, "Don't cry, okay?"
"Back then, you saw in the fragment of my destiny that I became a Duke?" Bolton stopped crying and suddenly asked, "Who bestowed the honor upon me?"
The Fifth Princess smiled, "I was the one who bestowed the honor upon you."
She looked back at the quickly ascending ship, Fifth Princess, seemingly having long foreseen the end of destiny.
