The merfolk prince's world crumbled.
He felt that everything he had previously understood had been completely shattered by Granny Priestess.
A weak clan ought to learn how to give up its dignity.
And a king had to weigh the price he would pay for his people's survival.
He might suffer abuse for it, but that was the price of becoming king.
The merfolk prince still wanted to argue.
"But Granny, if we really help them complete their plan, will our Merfolk Clan still be the Merfolk Clan?"
Granny Priestess shook her head.
"Child, we aren't helping them. They're giving you an opportunity, child..."
"As for what happens if we really help them complete their plan, our Merfolk Clan will endure for a thousand years, even ten thousand."
The merfolk prince froze.
"Granny, aren't you exaggerating a little?"
Granny Priestess chuckled. "Exaggerating? No, no, no. I think I might be understating it, because they're from the Divine Firmament Sword Sect."
The merfolk prince's eyes widened too.
Only then did he finally understand why Granny Priestess had been as respectful as a servant when she saw those people.
When he learned that they were from the Divine Firmament Sword Sect, the merfolk prince flushed red with excitement too.
"Granny, I've made something of myself! My allies are actually from the Divine Firmament Sword Sect!"
Granny Priestess smiled and nodded too. "Why else would I say you're the future emperor?"
At that moment, the merfolk prince no longer needed anyone to teach him. He threw away his so-called dignity outright.
And he deeply understood Granny Priestess's words.
In front of a powerful faction, dignity wasn't worth shit.
If a tool like him could satisfy the people of the Divine Firmament Sword Sect, or even make them remember him, he would do anything.
Just