After seeing Gao Hui off, Yang Lingqing returned to the ancestral hall.
Elder Yu, Ling Rui, and Linghu were all in Sanglu Valley at the moment. She was the only one in the Forbidden Ground's main courtyard.
Yang Lingqing stood within the ancestral hall, silent for a long while.
Chen Yang watched her. In the brief span of a quarter hour, he had seen countless complicated emotions flicker through her eyes.
Excitement, worry, fear, helplessness...
Yet when she opened her mouth, all those emotions were replaced by a look of unwavering resolve.
This child was still the same as she had been more than four years ago. She never revealed her emotions before others, only relaxing before the Immortal Venerable when no one else was around and speaking a few words.
"Immortal Venerable, the great tide cannot be turned back. Only by following the current can we seek a chance to turn the situation around."
Her voice brimmed with determination. "Since we have already entered the game, there shall be no complaints! Lingqing will certainly do everything in her power to find a way for the Yang Family to break this deadlock!"
"I will not fail the Immortal Venerable's profound grace, nor betray the ancestor's heavy trust!"
With that, she stepped back and performed a reverent bow to Chen Yang.
Chen Yang had naturally heard the conversation between the two of them. His judgment was largely the same as Yang Lingqing's.
Weakness was the original sin. The Yang Family had no choice.
If they refused to become chess pieces, they could only become food in this great tide.
"Ten years..."
Chen Yang silently repeated the words in his heart.
That was the time limit He Shenglai had given Yang Lingrui to break through to Late Qi Gathering, as Gao Hui