Lu Changfeng cupped his hands in a bow and turned to head to the Spirit Pivot Institute to farm rewards.
"Wait."
Taiping's voice came from behind him. Lu Changfeng stopped and turned back.
Taiping gazed at him, her expression complicated. In the end, she could not resist speaking again. "Will you... really not reconsider? After what happened at Li Mountain, Wu Lingyun already sees you as a thorn in her eye. If you anger Anle as well by treating Chongjun... with that temper of hers, she's been spoiled until she recognizes neither law nor heaven. She gives even less thought to consequences than Wu Sansi! Especially since you... can never seem to stay put. If you leave the residence and someone targets you, what will you do?"
Taiping was not worried about his safety within the residence, but he simply loved running outside!
Wasn't that handing others an opportunity?
Her influence was considerable, but it had not reached the point where she could blot out the sky with one hand.
In Chang'an alone, several forces rivaled the Plum Blossom Guards: Crescent Moon Hall, which gathered the Wu clan's forces under Wu Sansi, and the Golden Scale Guards, the imperial palace guards under the empress.
There were also the martial experts Zong Chuke kept at his residence. Even Anle herself had attracted a band of fame-seekers and profit-chasers drawn by the title of "Crown Princess."
These people might not pose a great threat, but if they clung to him like maggots burrowing into bone, they would be more than enough to plague him endlessly!
Taiping paused, softened her tone, and once again laid out the stakes. "Chongjun's illness is rooted in his circumstances. Everyone at court and beyond knows that it is not an acute condition. In having him come here,