Upon hearing what the Lama of Perfect Wisdom said, Prince Yu's narrow eyes suddenly flashed with a complicated and indistinguishable expression, like a meteor streaking through the night sky, fleeting yet deeply meaningful.
He slowly raised his hand, gently stroking his chin, and fell into a brief contemplation.
In this moment of silence, time seemed to stand still for his reflection, and the air in the room seemed to have solidified. After a long while, he finally spoke slowly, his voice deep and contemplative: "The methods of the Palace Master at Changbai Mountain's Demon Palace are well-known to me. If we could truly use him to eliminate Xu Qing, it wouldn't be a bad thing. It's just that... Father's trust in Xu Qing might not be so easily shaken."
As he spoke, he furrowed his brows slightly, revealing a hint of concern.
