When she heard her father ask that, a complicated look appeared in Jiang Qingluan's beautiful eyes.
She shook her head. "He doesn't remember what happened a hundred thousand years ago. How could I bring it up? Besides, with the situation as it is now... let it be."
The Preface Master had taken a stand, and many Star Prisons had followed. For the entire World of Disorder, it was a storm.
And Li Tianming stood at the very center of that storm!
Within this storm, both the Heaven-Stealing Clan and the Zero Degree Star Prison were like black clouds pressing down upon a city, teetering on the brink.
"It's a good thing that you can think this way. It's just a little unfair to you."
The Chengtian Emperor fell silent for a moment before speaking.
"What does a little unfairness matter..." The girl in red sighed. "Compared to my little grievance, the pressure Tianming is bearing is far greater. It's a pity I can't stay by his side and support him..."
"You gave him so much macro-light illumination. You've already helped him greatly." The Chengtian Emperor said gravely, "Even with the excuse of a wager, the Preface Master and the other Star Prisons will certainly be dissatisfied."
"Will it be troublesome?" she asked.
"It's nothing. I'll handle it. This alone won't be enough to make them tear off all pretense," said the Chengtian Emperor.
"Father." Jiang Qingluan paused slightly before asking, "Once the great war breaks out, can we... firmly stand on the side of the Zero Degree Star Prison?"
"Alas."
That deep and imposing voice sighed, then said, "The times compel us, but man can still make his own efforts. If there is no hope at all and we truly cannot survive this calamity, then I must take responsibility for