Nothing is more enjoyable than returning to your hometown grassland.

As the cold weather withered and the snow melted into streams, Prudential's desert tribes rejoiced back to their homes. Farming as usual. Shin Cheng looked at the pictures of people with bright smiles on their faces, and even though he once thought he was unfit to be a man, his heart was very moist. But it made him realize that he was not terrible, and at least he could give his tribal members a beautiful smile.

But nothing pleased him more than to see his twin sisters again. . . Sinkin.

She is Wu Ying of the desert tribe. When...