"Very simple!"
Li Tianming pointed at himself. "I just need to be strong enough! As I grow stronger, although my dominion will grow larger and larger, my people will never catch up to my combat power. On the contrary, I'll need to feed back into them and pull them along. That way, I'll have no challengers, and I'll be able to ensure the law is enforced fairly!"
"Pah!" Si Shen Yang laughed. "And you call that a solution? How can you guarantee that you'll always be far stronger than them?"
Li Tianming smiled. He pointed at himself, then looked at the beauties behind him. "From Si Fang Beichen to you, hasn't my talent made itself clear enough throughout that process?"
Hearing that, Si Shen Yang was infuriated. Though Li Tianming had put it crudely, he had no choice but to admit the brat was right. Damn it, as long as he kept growing stronger and had those "eyes growing on the masses" that he spoke of, the brat really could solve that flaw.
However, though Si Shen Yang was furious, he still sneered, even more proudly. "That only proves that the second flaw in your dominion is even greater!"
"Please enlighten me." Li Tianming cupped his hands.
He truly was being respectful.
As the saying went, those in the thick of it were lost, while onlookers saw clearly. An enemy's perspective might be clearer still. Li Tianming did not intend to heed Si Shen Yang's advice; he wanted to use his eyes to examine the foundational core of his own will—the Destiny Imperial Dynasty!
The Imperial Destiny Infant!
More clearly than anyone, Li Tianming understood that this was his true nexus of consciousness, the core of his cultivation. His nation was his destiny; it was the very foundation of who