Wu Ling fell silent for a long while before continuing. "The fool says I have no sense of morality. Mushroom is too practical. Nangong never says it, but what he wants is a world without the supernatural. Ye Qing... he thinks the same way as Nangong, except Nangong is satisfied as long as the world is at peace, while Ye Qing hopes that the people responsible for starting wars will all be sent to the gallows before peace comes... The Wu family of Qingzhou is probably like me. No matter what the world is like, they want to trample the most powerful force in the world underfoot and keep it under their control. Not because they want to do anything with it; they just want to do it..."
I listened silently to Wu Ling's rambling.
"I've thought about it a lot over the years. That's probably it. I'm still a member of the Wu family of Qingzhou. I always have been. But you're not anymore." Wu Ling sighed, and her tone took on some of Ye Qing's coldness. "It's laughable. I don't have a drop of the Wu family's blood in me, yet now I'm the most legitimate heir to the Wu family of Qingzhou. You, on the other hand, have the Wu family's blood in your veins, but you have nothing to do with the Wu family anymore. That fits perfectly with what Master Xuanqing said about the changing times. This world is different now. Some things change and disappear, while others haven't yet reached the point of being obsolete."
Wu Ling rose to her feet. Her expression turned cold as she looked down at the old man on the bed. "You're about to die. Once your death anniversary has passed, I'll take the Wu family's things and leave.