The next morning, the sun rose. It was a bright, sunny morning that seemed to dispel some of the gloom.
Liu curled up beside the campfire. As a "boy," she didn't need to worry about whether her posture was graceful, but the feeling that she had boarded a pirate ship only grew stronger. Fortunately, she had a somewhat dim-witted guard.
"So, you're a member of the Tarin Kingdom's Royal Family. Ao took you away when you were how old, and you grew up in Bamboo Village?"
"Yes."
Liu replied weakly. Not far away, Qifu was chopping wood to make a carrying basket so that Liu wouldn't have to suffer on the journey.
"Your biological father is about to die of old age?"
"I don't know. When I was old enough to understand things, my father was already over seventy."
"Yaha, another vicious old man who refuses to admit he's past his prime."
Baja spouted nonsense. Only seventeen years old and raised in a simple place like Bamboo Village, Liu understood little of the matter. She turned her head aside and let out a light laugh, pretending that she understood everything.
"If you return to Tarin, will you get involved in the struggle for the throne?"
Su Xiao still didn't know much about the Tarin Kingdom. His main purpose in going there was to find the Water of Origin.
"If the struggle for the throne begins, I'll definitely die."
Liu's tone was certain, as if this were an inevitable outcome.
"It's fine. We have experience with this sort of thing."
"Bird, you're saying strange things again."
"Forget the useless stuff for now. Tell us how many brothers and sisters you have. We'll plan an assassination operation. If there are too many, we'll have to split up."
At first, Liu took Baja's