Bai Xilie's deep, dark starry eyes shimmered.
"Your enemies may be formidable, but they are merely power and status. And in the world, the highest is none other than the Emperor."
"I'll become this Emperor, and from then on, I'll protect you, how about that?"
Jing Jia stared at him blankly, speechless for a long time.
This young man, with sword-like brows and starry eyes, had nothing at this moment.
Yet he dared to make such a promise to her.
Jing Jia put away her smile: "Do you think becoming the Emperor is simple? Being skilled alone won't suffice."
Bai Xilie said firmly: "You've taught me strategy and tactics; though I'm not proficient, thankfully I'm not dumb. I can infer and understand."
"The current Holy Emperor favors the eunuchs, indulges treacherous officials, and the people are left in misery."
"I will overthrow him and build a world that can protect you."
Jing Jia looked steadily into Bai Xilie's eyes for a good while.
