"The Yin-Yang School is willing to devote the strength of the entire sect to aiding Great Qin. You two pillars of the sect have traveled thousands of miles to Great Qin with its core members. You have both worked hard!"
Qing Mo, Dong Jun, and Moon Goddess had only just taken their seats when he, as Great Qin's Imperial Preceptor, naturally began with a few polite words.
"Thank you for your esteem, Imperial Preceptor!"
"Great Qin is favored by fate and will surely unify the six states in the future!"
"By Lord Donghuang's orders, I have brought the sect's disciples to Great Qin. We will certainly help Great Qin achieve a legacy that lasts for generations!"
As the leader of the Yin-Yang School on this trip, Dong Jun looked directly into Qing Mo's abyss-deep eyes. Her tone was calm, neither humble nor overbearing.
Hearing Dong Jun's reply, Qing Mo's lips slowly curved into a faint, ambiguous smile, while a clear look of scrutiny appeared in his eyes.
"Since the Yin-Yang School wishes to help Great Qin accomplish a legacy for the ages—"
"Then may this Imperial Preceptor ask what the Yin-Yang School can bring to Great Qin?!"
Hearing Qing Mo's question, Dong Jun, whose eyes were filled with confidence, was just about to continue speaking. Yet the instant she opened her mouth again, his calm voice reached the ears of both women once more.
"If Dong Jun intends to tell this Imperial Preceptor that the Yin-Yang School can observe the stars, use divination to predict fortune, disaster, luck, and misfortune for Great Qin, then spare your breath."
"You know that this Imperial Preceptor is an immortal. To say something you may not like hearing: whatever you can do, I can do as well—and I do it better than you."
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