Ye Yu knew that Qin Wushuang had sensed something and was trying his best to find a balance point that did not exist.
By granting him the position of Grand Commander of the Nation, Qin Wushuang had also correctly judged that Ye Yu had no interest in Great Qin's realm.
On this point, Qin Wushuang trusted him completely.
After all, Ye Yu's current titles were not merely Azure Prefecture's foremost prodigy. He was also a Grade 8 Alchemist and the Zi Xiao Holy Son.
Any one of those titles was far more resounding than that of the so-called Great Qin Emperor.
At that moment, Ye Yu recalled what Qin Ruoxian had said before she left.
If you did not fight for it, someone would force you to.
"I only hope that brother of yours won't come provoking me." Ye Yu let out a soft sigh.
Though he did not care, he would not yield either.
He had already witnessed the consequences of blindly valuing so-called affection and endlessly giving way.
After saying that, Ye Yu stepped into the air and departed. The Blood Demon Race had already arrived, yet the trajectory of his previous life had shifted. Perhaps many butterfly effects would follow.
Know yourself and know your enemy, and you would never be defeated in a hundred battles. This had always been Ye Yu's unwavering belief.
Remaining within the depths of the imperial palace would inevitably slow his access to all kinds of information. It would be better for him to go out and see for himself.
Several streaks of light flashed across the skies above Great Flame.
Looking closely, they were members of the Qingyun Sect.
Last night, when the Blood Demon Race launched its massive invasion, the Qingyun Sect had suffered its impact.
Just like the Moon