Hearing Shen Tian's question, Cheng Ming answered softly.
"Your Majesty alone decides by imperial judgment. How would I dare offer rash opinions?"
Beside him, Shen Yue chuckled.
"You are too modest, Grand Preceptor. Even someone of my limited wisdom has discerned a thing or two. As a great talent of our age, why hide your insight?"
Cheng Ming smiled helplessly.
"You flatter me, Prince."
As he spoke, Cheng Ming looked at the figure ahead of them and said pointedly,
"As the White King said, only a handful of people in this world could do something without his noticing. The answer is already clear."
Shen Yue gave a cold laugh, then looked at Shen Tian and asked softly,
"Then, Elder Brother, what should we do? Have Xiao Bai come back?"
Shen Tian's voice held neither sorrow nor joy.
"Let things take their course. There is no need to interfere. Whether this succeeds or fails, it can only benefit the Demon Dynasty. As for Xiao Bai... his fate does not lie with the Demon Race. Whether we intervene makes little difference, either to him or to the Demon Race and the Demon Dynasty."
At those words, Cheng Ming half closed his eyes. He had understood from the outset how much this matter involved. On the larger scale, it concerned all living beings in the Eternal True World. On the smaller scale, it was a family affair of the Demon Race's Royal Family.
In his public capacity, he was the Demon Dynasty's Grand Preceptor. In private, he was the young master of the Qilin.
Neither capacity gave him the standing to weigh in on Shen Bai's affairs.
After all, he had become Grand Preceptor only because Shen Yue had seized an opportunity after that incident and forced the position on him through a