“Child, you are a sun elf with pure blood. You are destined to become a great elf king and revive the glory of the Elf Empire!”
On the ruins of the Elf Empire, the old tree with only one breath left said this to Lin Yi.
Lin Yi: “I don’t want to be a king. It’s too tiring.”
Old tree: “This is your destined fate, just like you are destined to marry the Elf Queen. You…”
Lin Yi: “I will be the Elf King!”
Old tree: “Aren’t you afraid of being tired?”
Lin Yi: “It’s not a question of being tired or not. It’s mainly a hobby!”