"If he were Tang Xuanzong, whose Chu Chu enjoyed eating lychees, the effort of bringing fresh lychees from afar just to see her smile, what would an obsession with beauty matter?"
"If he were Wu Sangui," he chuckled, thinking he would still do the same, to slay the entire world for her.
To betray the whole world, but never to lose her.
He was no saint or patriot, his heart harbored only his beloved Chu Chu.
He couldn't bear to gain the world and lose you; he wasn't one for righteous grandeur or self-sacrifice, what he could do was, for her, he was willing to give up everything.
Better to fail the entire world than to fail her.
