Everyone nodded. Since they had entered the Princess Manor as Attendants, they naturally shared glory and disgrace alike. If Princess Tianqing one day ascended the throne and became emperor, they would be meritorious followers of the Dragon. The temptation and benefits in that were enough to make them unable to restrain themselves.
Although they also knew that, compared to the other Imperial Sons, Princess Tianqing was inevitably somewhat isolated and weak, unable to stand on equal footing with them.
But the condition the Lord of the Country had offered this time was to recover the divine artifact that safeguarded the nation. They did not necessarily have to fight face-to-face. If they could find it first and had good enough luck, they might soar to the heavens in a single step.
If not for that, they would not have wanted to casually involve themselves. After all, they were merely Attendants, not dead soldiers raised by Princess Tianqing. Some might be willing to die for Princess Tianqing, but they were by no means the majority.
"We understand!" Yin Old spoke at that moment. Among these Attendants, he was their leader. Though he had lost to Ye Xiwen, his prestige had not suffered much, because they could all see that Ye Xiwen had no intention of playing with them at all. Over these three months, he had not even deigned to exchange an extra sentence with them.
This also made them thoroughly realize that they were not people from the same plane of existence. While they regarded the position of Attendant as extremely important, he was someone Princess Tianqing had exhausted every effort to recruit. The gap between them was plain at a glance.
Having recognized this, Yin Old's hostility toward Ye Xiwen had lessened greatly. So long as Ye Xiwen did not