"Then please thank him for me!" Li Tianming still held King Anyang in great respect.
"Thank him yourself." An Ning bit her lip.
What she meant was obvious—she wanted Li Tianming to become closer to King Anyang as well?
Li Tianming understood. Then, recalling something else, he asked, "You just said that the entire Military God Vortex is boiling over now?"
"Naturally!" An Ning's gaze burned as she said, "The Primordial Imperial Army is not the power of any single clan. It belongs to the entire Xuanting. No imperial clan has the right to monopolize it. It contains a great many elite members outside the clans. The entire Primordial Imperial Army is the symbol of the will of the Xuanting Cosmic Empire..."
After saying that, she looked at Li Tianming and said seriously, "To be honest, even within the An Clan, the main branch still has a great many objections toward you. But the rank and file of the Primordial Imperial Army are instead extremely pure. If you can win their recognition, it may even be more useful than relying on the An Clan."
Li Tianming suddenly understood and nodded deeply. "I understand."
"Of course, I'm not telling you to turn your back on the An Clan. I'm telling you to unite the An Clan and the Imperial Army. That way, whether at the clan level or the imperial level, you'll gain more and more supporters, your authority will rise, and only then can you contend against those who can't stand the sight of you," An Ning said gravely.
Her mind was still exceptionally clear.
Moreover, Li Tianming understood in his heart that, whether it was the An Clan or the Imperial Army, An Ning was the crucial bridge connecting him to them. It could be said that without her,