Though she was in danger, the thought that she had the power to change an irreversible future...
That she had already changed it!
A smile kept rising to Mu Xuehuang's lips.
Her beautiful eyes brightened as well.
With Heavenly Dao Divination in her mind, Mu Xuehuang had always taken the long view.
She might have been captured, but she had also changed the future.
That was enough!
Great Li's realm had not been destroyed in her hands!
Nor had she failed her ancestors!
Yet just as she was rejoicing, Mu Lingfeng said mildly, "There's no need for you to concern yourself, Your Majesty."
Then he turned to the others. "We'll hold our position for now. Everything else must wait until Little Juzi returns."
Hm?
Those words alone made Mu Xuehuang's expression change dramatically, just when she had thought she had changed the dynasty's fate.
The smile vanished from her face at once, replaced by astonishment.
What?
Little Juzi?
Who was Little Juzi?
Wasn't Ning Yuanzhou the founder of Flowing Sand?
He was its leader and its spiritual pillar.
Where had this Little Juzi come from?
"Wait!"
A bad feeling rose in Mu Xuehuang's heart. She stopped Mu Lingfeng and pressed him. "Who is this 'Little Juzi' you just mentioned?"
Mu Lingfeng did not conceal it. "He's our Juzi's son."
Boom...
His words were nothing short of earth-shattering. Mu Xuehuang's heart lurched, and her mind exploded.
Ning Yuanzhou's son?
Ning Yuanzhou had a son?
All sorts of information quickly surfaced in her mind.
Ning Yuanzhou did indeed have a son.
But that son had gone missing shortly after his birth.
Twenty years of searching had turned up nothing.
How had a Little Juzi suddenly popped up?
Mu Xuehuang was utterly stunned.
Her earlier conviction that the future had changed quietly began