Hu Ji opened her eyes and looked at the man beside her, still somewhat Longing. "Husband..."
"What?"
"There's something I still haven't been able to figure out, no matter what," Hu Ji said.
"What is it?"
"You managed the Great Wilderness court. I'm probably the only one who knows your true purpose was to borrow the power of the Great Wilderness Dynasty to protect your homeland. Am I right?"
"That's right!"
"To borrow the dynasty's power, the ultimate goal would be to seize the throne, correct?"
"Of course!"
Hu Ji said, "Then here's the question. You had already taken the throne. As long as you didn't say anything, you were the emperor in fact. Wouldn't that have made it very convenient for you to achieve your goal? Why did you insist on giving the throne to Prince Yun?"
"I already answered that question back in Qingqiu," Lin Xiaosu said.
"Yes, you did. You said being emperor was not your Dao." Hu Ji said, "But I don't think that reason convinces me."
She was someone in the Way-Grasping Realm. She understood Dao.
There were many Daos in this world, yet none that were absolutely incompatible with being emperor.
He had two Primordial Spirits. Under the Soul-Division Art, one Primordial Spirit could sit firmly upon the throne while the other roamed the martial world. No matter how she looked at it, it was a move with double insurance, and it fit his lifelong mission perfectly—now that she knew his mission was to protect the world "next door," this was the ideal path she could imagine.
Lin Xiaosu fell silent...
Hu Ji's gaze shifted lightly. "Could the 'Dao' you speak of actually mean the 'Dao between brothers'? In the end, you still can't break free from that brotherly bond between men?"
"What I