Listening to Ling Wuyuan's answer...
Then recalling how he had rejected their proposal to relocate the capital decades ago...
Had she not been quite certain that Ling Wuyuan was no fanatical environmentalist who loved reshaping the natural environment at every opportunity, Su Qingyue would probably have suspected that he had some peculiar hobby-
Could the environment here possibly compare with the uniquely blessed Great Desolate Wasteland?
Why waste time stubbornly digging in here?
Wouldn't moving away outright be more efficient?
Su Qingyue was utterly baffled-
Still, when all was said and done, the same point remained.
Ling Wuyuan had conquered all these lands.
So, although Su Qingyue's head was full of question marks, after hesitating for a while, she ultimately refrained from questioning Ling Wuyuan's decision.
Even if, in her eyes, this decision was purely a case of having eaten his fill and having nothing better to do-
At the end of the day...
Ling Wuyuan really could afford the loss.
Yes.
He could afford it.
Reality was just that blunt.
Since she felt that even if Ling Wuyuan lost his territory in the Great Desolate Wasteland, he could reclaim it before long, and even seize his opponent's territory along the way, Su Qingyue stopped worrying after briefly wrestling with the matter.
He was already this powerful.
What could I do?
Go along with him, of course-
He could sort this out anyway.
All one could say was that, faced with Ling Wuyuan's extraordinary talent and overwhelming power, Su Qingyue chose to stop thinking at the appropriate moment.
"Forget it."
"Do as you please."
Her words...
Were filled with acceptance.
Then, after murmuring those few words...
Su Qingyue picked up the juice before her and raised her glass toward Ling Wuyuan. "Although I don't know why you care so much