Murong Yu's smile gradually faded, and his gaze towards Bai Qingyan became more solemn.
"Murong Yan wouldn't ask like this because neither Murong Yan nor I are arrogant. We both dare not claim... that in the future, only he and I will contend for supremacy. The world's situation changes rapidly. Who dares to say they have the power to control the future? Yan dares. I, Bai Qingyan, do not dare."
Even now, Bai Qingyan did not walk as if on thin ice as before, but she was still cautious and dared not slack off in the slightest.
Who dares to say that the various measures of the Empress of Xiliang will not push Xiliang to its peak again?
Who dares to say that the future will not be a tripartite confrontation?
Who dares to say... that he can grasp the world in his lifetime and unify it?
Bai Qingyan dared not; presumably, Murong Yan dared not either!
She had not forgotten the Bai family's generations of ambition for peace and was exhausting all her efforts for it.
