"Sorry," Yang Ming sighed, his gaze filled with a bit of apology, "I know saying this to you now is somewhat cruel, but between us... I do not regret having you, Daphne."
He never could bring himself to say the words of apology.
Daphne smiled, pursing her lips, and said softly, "I don't regret giving you my everything either, Hanton."
Yang Ming calmly changed the subject: "How do you plan to handle the Empire next?"
"I haven't got a clue yet," Daphne sighed, "Labuduo is your man, and so am I, the Empire is practically under your control, Hanton, you can shape its future however you want."
"Then let's try to reform it."
Yang Ming said:
"I won't interfere with any decisions you make, and I understand the troubles the remnants of the noble forces in the Empire may cause you.
"Daphne, I hope you can become a true emperor, one who prioritizes the interests of the people above your own, only then might you have a chance to steer the Empire in a new direction during your reign.
