Jiang Yue chuckled to himself. So the Underground World played the moral-blackmail and lofty-ideals card too—and they played it pretty smoothly and sincerely, at that?
This kind of rhetoric ought to be directed at the scions of powerful families. The ones who really deserved to be morally pressured and inspired by lofty ideals weren't the common folk at the bottom. They were the talented children of the great families.
When all was said and done, the truly intransigent ones were these powerful factions.
If the great families in the Underground World could lower themselves and genuinely share their benefits with the common folk, open up paths for advancement, and give them hope, then unity from top to bottom wouldn't be hard to achieve.
The hard part was dividing up the benefits. Those who already had them would never give them up or share their piece of the pie with the people below. Nor would they allow the ruling order established by the great families to be challenged by the common folk.
After all, every time a commoner rose to prominence, it meant a scion of a great family had their status challenged and their opportunities squeezed.
Linghua Grand Scholar surely understood all this.
But even if she was a Purple Gold Ribbon Grand Scholar, setting aside whether she wanted to do anything about it, could she really change the entire Underground World by herself? Could she shake the interests of the great families?
Besides, she herself was the ultimate example of a scion of a powerful family rising to the top. Could she really turn around and undermine the foundations of those same families?
Of course, now that things had gone this far, Jiang Yue couldn't be so ungracious as to reject her outright.
Seeing that he was still hesitating,