She was a beast, but in the end, part of her bloodline belonged to demons. Yet, she loved humans and cherished them.
Ouyang Xueqing was stunned for a moment before replying wryly. "Uncle Ling, I am not the Princess anymore. Even if war breaks out, it has nothing to do with me."
"Are you sure?"
The way he said it filled her with doubt. "What do you mean?"
"What if…" He paused. "What if the stake of everyone's lives are in this battle, can you still not care?"
"Even if I care, will something change?" She retorted.
Ling Wenfu looked at her, his gaze indecipherable. "Thousands of years ago, the Great War managed to be stopped by Sheng Li's interference. After that, Sheng Li disappeared along with his four great generals. All this time, we thought that he only went into seclusion."
"What are you trying to say?"
"What I want to say," He took a deep breath. "What if Sheng Li had died?"