The Holy Knight Qingheng Jueyu took over as the president of the Sanctuary Guild when the situation was turbulent.
Xueguang Shuye, the first dual cultivator in the sanctuary, has always been a loner.
The simplicity of meeting, the mundaneness of acquaintance.
"Ye, are you willing to join the Sanctuary Guild?"
The moment he nodded, everything seemed to begin to intersect.
"Dear Vice President, let's be together."
Saga said that if the president is the face of the guild, the deputy president is the heart of the guild.
Milo said, Aka, when I am here, you are the vice-president of the sanctuary. If I leave, you are not allowed to stay. How can you be someone else's heart.
Kamiao smiled helplessly. When did he become so indispensable when he was always alone?
Sanctuary members say everyone in the group is needed by the guild.
The years we spent together left traces in each other's hearts.
Warm and sacred.
Holy miracle.
This is our purest, deepest and most indestructible memory.