Watching the solemn faces of the crowd, Li Qing's little schemes began spinning furiously.
It was truly a case of "where the willows are dark, the flowers bright, and another village appears."
This was not the disobedient Luo Qing.
Luo Qing was the fierce protagonist who would rather die fighting than submit, live ignobly, become a slave, or be branded with a vassal mark.
Herodotus had been tricked by him from the very beginning.
He was one of his own people. If Herodotus really could do it, then supporting him a little would not be a bad idea!
"If I'd known this, why go to all that trouble flattering him and scheming against him?" Li Qing thought helplessly. "The protagonist was right beside me from the start. If I supported him to the summit, he might have a chance to comprehend the Dao as well."
That said, Li Qing did not think that Bu Jia E Er at his peak could defeat the complete-talent Luo Qing in a one-on-one fight.
The fates of protagonists differed from one protagonist to another.
You were the protagonist of the previous era, while I was the protagonist of the next era. It was like the emperor of the former dynasty fighting the current emperor.
When royal power changed hands, the new emperor would naturally overthrow the old emperor!
Although this old emperor had been ambushed by him from the very beginning, allowing him to seize power and usurp the throne, becoming the false emperor among old emperors and replacing him as the protagonist who founded the transcendent universe.
No wonder this counterfeit among counterfeits, this defective product among defective products, felt so powerless whenever he encountered his destined archenemy, the protagonist Luo Qing.
So the disparity was simply too great! He was a counterfeit,