The two of them skulked around like dogs, whispering together for who knew how long.
After parting there, Dugu Yueli went to find Uncle Prison at once.
She briefly told him about the request Lin Heng had raised, then expressed her own view before he could formally state his position.
After Qin Hongyi heard the whole story, he felt it made sense, but would not be easy to carry out.
Dugu Wuwu was still running around with his head scorched and brow burnt. If they told him now that the Heavenly Mystery Imperial Office wanted the Nine Dust Alliance to become its little brother, could he possibly agree?
"Yueli, you are the saintess of Nine Dust Hall. Your elbow cannot bend outward."
"You know what your father is like too!"
"Right now, aside from your grandfather or great-grandfather and those few people, no one can persuade him."
"No... there's still one way!" Dugu Yueli cut him off and said in a low voice, "Seize power!"
"Seize power?"
"That's right! My father is someone unfit for great use. On what grounds does he occupy command? The alliance leader appointed by the ancestors is me. Everyone should listen to me. He is my father, but even he cannot overstep!"
Qin Hongyi looked at Dugu Yueli, whose attitude had changed so drastically, and for a moment she felt unfamiliar.
Was this still that timid, soft, and delicate niece?
Before, he had told her to clash head-on with her own father, and she had said they were family after all.
Why had she suddenly grown so tough now?
Something was wrong, something was wrong...
"Yueli, is this truly what you think?"
"Uncle, do I look like I'm joking? The ancestors placed their hopes in me because they wanted me to lead the Dugu Clan