Bai Yu listened to Jing Lingzi's words, his face darkening. No wonder he had hidden away for so long, yet the rumors outside had not only failed to die down—they were instead growing more and more intense.
So this was where the root of it lay?
How long had these three old fellows even been here, and they had already stirred up such a huge mess.
Favored concubine?
They might as well have called her a cauldron outright.
Indeed, doing this could provoke hatred between both sides, and the Feather Spirit Dynasty could use that excuse to cut off their trade routes—but did he not care about his dignity?
"Do the three of you think this is appropriate?"
Bai Yu rubbed his nose and spoke slowly.
"Your Majesty means the public opinion outside?"
"What else?"
"Aren't you a demonic cultivator? You do whatever you please!"
Zhuge Danxuan bowed as he spoke slowly.
"Your Majesty's reputation was already poor to begin with. Even if a few more rumors spread, it would not matter. On the contrary, it would bring immense benefits to the Feather Spirit Dynasty."
Xu You's expression was blank, but his tone was earnest.
"Only those who endure humiliation and bear heavy burdens rise above others. Besides, Your Majesty built such a vast foundation as the Feather Spirit Dynasty at such a young age, and you are even a candidate of the Holy Heaven Cult. Shouldn't you be arrogant and domineering?"
"Even if word spreads, others will at most say that you are lecherous and arrogant. But these things that seem like flaws are also your best camouflage."
Jing Lingzi stroked his beard in agreement.
Bai Yu: ...
It had to be said, fooling their lord as strategists was their most fundamental skill. With words like these, even Bai