At that time, he stood in the center of the court, as if he were outside the world, expressing his views without any scruples.

Every word was like a sharp arrow, piercing straight into everyone's hearts.

His words showed no mercy to anyone, as if all the formalities and formalities in the world were nothing but fleeting clouds in his eyes, not worth mentioning.

Upon realizing this, the intense dissatisfaction that had just surged in the Emperor's heart vanished without a trace, like thin ice melting rapidly under the sun.

However, when he turned his gaze to Master Xuwu again, his eyes involuntarily showed a hint of vigilance and defensiveness.

His eyes were like those of a loyal guardian protecting a rare treasure, filled with vigilance and caution.

They were afraid of the seemingly extraordinary and otherworldly Taoist priest in front of them.

They might inadvertently and secretly covet and steal the King Jinrui Zhao, whom he cherishes as a treasure and is crucial to the future of the nation.

When Qin Qianluo first heard Master Xuwu's words, which seemed like a stone falling from the sky, it was like a sharp and unparalleled lightning bolt that suddenly exploded in her mind with a "boom".

In an instant, she felt dizzy and disoriented, as if struck by lightning, her feet seemingly nailed to the ground, unable to move.

Her mind went completely blank for a moment, with only the words of the Taoist priest echoing in her mind like a heavy bell.

Under this sudden and enormous shock, her heart was like a raging torrent, with all sorts of complex emotions intertwined and entangled.

Disbelief, confusion, and bewilderment swirled around her like a tangled mess, tightly binding her heart.

She simply couldn't understand it, amidst the vast sea of ​​people and countless subjects.

Why was I the one chosen to be the one who was entrusted with protecting the fate of the nation?

Qin Qianlu knew herself perfectly well; in her eyes, she was nothing more than an ordinary person drifting along with the tide of fate.

Although along the way, we have experienced some twists and turns that are hard for ordinary people to imagine.

However, upon closer examination, apart from the Feng Qingyun system, it is impossible to find any other qualities that could match such a grand mission as protecting the nation's destiny.

She had neither mastered the extraordinary martial arts that would allow her to defeat a hundred men and roam the martial world with ease, nor possessed the strategic brilliance to plan and win battles from afar.

They do not possess the legendary magical powers to summon wind and rain or reverse the course of events.

How could someone as ordinary as myself possess such extraordinary abilities to protect the fate of a nation and turn the tide?

A profound sense of bewilderment enveloped her like a thick fog.

She subconsciously tilted her head slightly, her movements slow and stiff. Her eyes, which were originally as bright and lively as autumn water, now seemed to be covered by thick dark clouds.

Filled with confusion and bewilderment, like a fawn lost in a thick fog, its eyes revealing deep helplessness and bewilderment.

She slowly turned her gaze to Su Jinyun, her eyes filled with panic, confusion, and longing.

In this chaotic moment, Su Jinyun seemed to be the only lifeline she could grasp.

They tried to find a sliver of comfort, a sense of security, and an answer from the other person's familiar and kind face.

Su Jinyun was incredibly perceptive and intelligent; she instantly and accurately caught the unspoken message in Qin Qianluo's gaze.

She knew that at this moment, Qin Qianluo's heart was like a small boat tossed about in a storm, fragile and helpless, in dire need of a quiet harbor to dock in.

She subtly turned her body slightly to the side, her movements light and natural, quietly approaching Qin Qianluo without making a sound.

Then, she gently raised her hand, and that hand, like the gentlest breeze in spring, slowly landed on the back of Qin Qianluo's hand.

She patted her palms gently, one after another, the rhythm slow and steady, like a silent lullaby.

It was as if it were whispering: Don't panic, just relax, I'm here for you, there's nothing to be afraid of.

This scene was witnessed by Qin Shouzheng, who was standing nearby.

He was originally full of concern for his daughter, but when he saw Qin Qianluo's panicked appearance, he subconsciously reached out his hand.

I want to provide my daughter with solid support and a warm embrace, just like I always have, to shelter her from the wind and rain.

But just as Su Jinyun took the lead and comforted Qin Qianluo in such an intimate manner...

The outstretched hand seemed to have suddenly touched an invisible yet solid wall, freezing in mid-air before slowly retracting.

His face instantly darkened, like the sky before a storm, filled with dark clouds.

He glared angrily at Su Jinyun, his eyes seeming to spit out raging flames, as if he were fiercely accusing her through gritted teeth.

Hmph, just as I expected, this cunning little girl was plotting to steal my daughter from the very beginning!

When my own daughter was filled with fear and helplessness, she could only see her, and wouldn't even look at me directly!

Thinking of this, Qin Shouzhen's anger burned even brighter, as if fueled by oil.

His cheeks puffed out involuntarily, making him look exactly like a sulking child, both cute and with a touch of helpless sullenness that made people laugh.