The corners of Bai People's lips curled up ever so slightly.
If this young man was willing to be used by them, she could spare his life.
If not, then he would have to die.
Now that Beimu Saint had fallen, the imperial throne was for the capable to seize.
As the Beimu Saintess, she too longed for that seat above millions, second only to the heavens.
...
Great Yu Imperial City.
Yu Wenjing anxiously paced in front of Lin Chang'sheng's door.
She knew Lin Chang'sheng was cultivating and didn't wish to disturb him.
But she was truly desperate for Lin Chang'sheng to leave as soon as possible.
If not, the next time the Beimu Immortal Race laid siege, Lin Chang'sheng would find escape nearly impossible.
"Creak—"
Just as Yu Wenjing waited anxiously,
the door opened and Lin Chang'sheng walked out.
He'd noticed Yu Wenjing standing outside for ages, unwilling to leave.
