Sure enough, the Empress Yuan Hao emphasized it again. She said, "I know you're still a child. You care about feelings, and you still get shy. There's no need for that before me. I don't believe in love; I only believe in lineage and national strength. You only need to treat it as completing a task, like sowing and plowing in the fields. There's no need for any emotional turmoil."
Li Tianming was even more crushed after hearing that. More than three million rounds of mechanical labor, and he was not even allowed to have feelings—wasn't that pure suffering?
Of course, he could not agree. But at that moment, Silver Dust kept sending urgent updates. Especially at the Destiny Defense Line, it seemed that the Southern Prince had personally led the army. More than a hundred million soldiers of the Southern Heavenly Emperor Army had mobilized, supposedly intending to leave no survivors.
Fengting Linwan and the others were still inside the Destiny Defense Line!
Under such pressure, Li Tianming gritted his teeth fiercely, suddenly raised his head, and said to the Empress Yuan Hao, "Your Majesty, it's a deal!"
Yinghuo was dumbfounded when he heard that. "Fuck! Do you really want to become an eternal motion seed-sowing machine?"
Li Tianming hardened his heart and communicated mentally, Whatever. Saving them comes first. After I save them, can't I just find excuses to drag things out? A damn near ten thousand years—by then, I'll have soared into the heavens already. Why would I still need to care about her?
Previously, when the Eighteenth Princess had asked Li Tianming to escort her back to the Hunyuan Domain, Li Tianming had agreed first too. Hadn't he stood her up afterward anyway?
Now, the Yu Emperor had already struck at Li Tianming's vital point. At