Thoroughly beaten by magic, Catherine slumped into a Ge You sprawl, feeling her head hurt even more.
If she argued back, this person's identity had already been revealed-she was Her Majesty the Empress's own daughter-and it would seem rude, as though she were taking a veiled jab.
If she did not argue back, that was disrespectful to the Empress too. Neither option sat right.
A lose-lose.
The Asura Brand kept working, and her skull hurt more and more. The instant she stopped thinking, it got better. When she calmed down and thought carefully, she found that a certain person's words were not without reason.
When it came to founding a nation, Spirit Hall had clearly been like ducks herded onto a perch. It was like developing a system, putting together only a half-finished product, then rushing it out to rake in money, when in fact it was hollow everywhere.
To put it even more plainly, it was like laying the foundations for a house. They should have used steel and concrete, but instead propped it up with a few wooden stakes. If that did not collapse, what would?
But it was too late to say anything now. The nation had been founded, the people had arrived, and now you fucking said you were quitting?
Impossible!
Leaving aside how outrageous that move would be, even if the Spirit Hall Empire abolished its national title and reverted to Spirit Hall, the two great empires-especially the Star Luo Empire-would certainly not let the matter rest.
Lin Qian's expression grew serious. "Tenth Elder, you worry too much. Since my master restructured Spirit Hall and founded a nation, I will naturally carry her grand vision forward and will not disgrace her illustrious name. But founding a nation and unifying the world are two different matters.