The Nanzhao Emperor, upon hearing this, immediately felt a greater sense of fondness toward Gu Youyou.
To think someone in this world actually shares his thoughts! He had been thinking the same, but those stubborn old fogies clung to their beliefs. They worshipped the witch god and trusted no one beyond the witch doctors.
While he could govern a country, he couldn't change a person's faith—especially one that wasn't overly detrimental. Other than secretly cursing those obstinate fools as idiots, it seemed there was no need for further action.
The Nanzhao Emperor burst into hearty laughter and said, "A doctor who saves lives is wonderful! I hope you achieve something meaningful in Nanzhao Country. If there's anything you need help with, just let me know. I will do my utmost to assist you within my capacity."
That the Nanzhao Emperor would think in this way, his words carried a clear implication—it showed, at the very least, that he was not opposed to doctors.
