Jian Wushuang let out a long breath. "I understand what you mean, Sister. I'll go find Her Highness the Princess right away, abandon the Imperial Preceptor route, and do everything I can to secure the royal family's support."
His relationship with the Fourth Princess was already excellent and growing steadily warmer. He was very confident he could win her over.
Wasn't the backer behind them no longer reliable?
Hadn't their settlement been destroyed?
Then he would seek out the Fourth Princess, cling tightly to this powerful thigh, and find a backer they could truly rely on.
Although this was humiliating for a Sword Dao Heavenly Talent as proud as he was, the great cause of the Heavenly Race was at stake. He still knew what mattered more.
Lianxin gently shook her head. "You're taking things too much for granted! The Jin He connection isn't something you can cut off just because you want to! The royal family's taboos, the ministers' suspicions, the common people's suspicions—none of them will allow us the chance to connect with the Princess. Even if we do connect with her, the Heavenly Race will no longer be the Heavenly Race. We will become slaves and lackeys in Zi Yuan! We have only one road left to take!"
"Which road?" Jian Wushuang asked.
"In this world, seize another's ancestral land, establish a firm foothold, and set ourselves up as rulers!"
Jian Wushuang's face changed.
The elders' faces changed even more drastically.
One elder let out a quiet breath. "We are outsiders, and our identities were already sensitive. We once depended on Jin He, which makes our identities even more sensitive. If we seize another's ancestral land and establish ourselves as rulers, we will truly touch the most sensitive nerve of the Zi Yuan Immortal Emperor."
Lianxin sighed.