It was precisely because of this meticulous protection that her heart remained as clear as a lake.
Untainted by the filth of the world, retaining that innocent purity, like a flower just beginning to bloom in spring, pure and beautiful.
They are like lively and carefree sprites leaping through the mountains and forests.
In this world surrounded by love and warmth, she freely radiates the light of kindness and innocence.
She held boundless gratitude and deep affection for those who sheltered her from the storm.
This feeling took root and sprouted like a seed in her heart, growing into a towering tree, making her willing to dedicate her life to protecting them.
Just as they protect themselves, they are steadfast and unwavering.
She simply couldn't understand why, in the understanding of the Way of Heaven, suffering had become the necessary and only path to the so-called "Great Way."
After all, in this vast world, who among the masses does not yearn for peace and happiness, and who would sincerely desire suffering to follow them like a shadow?
Even if one knows that experiencing hardship might provide an opportunity to become an immortal, can this so-called "opportunity" be a legitimate reason to actively embrace hardship?
She's not mentally unstable or has lost her basic judgment, so why would she do something so pointless and self-destructive?
She wasn't some naive fool. Why would she choose to create trouble for herself by abandoning a stable, happy, and sunny life and resolutely jumping into that abyss of suffering?
Qin Qianlu subconsciously looked down, trying to catch the expressions on Su Jinyun's and the others' faces.
However, at this moment, her vision seemed to be blocked by a thick fog, and she could only vaguely see that they were all looking up at her.
Their faces appeared unreal and blurry in the hazy vision, as if seen through a thin veil.
It's like a fleeting phantom in a dream, making it difficult to discern the emotions within.
Qin Qianluo was slightly taken aback, then a meaningful smile slowly curved her lips.
That smile contained a hint of coldness and undisguised provocation, like the cold moon in a cold night, radiating a clear and sharp light.
She spoke slowly, her voice not loud, yet it seemed to carry a power that pierced through the mist, echoing clearly in the air.
"In every lifetime, I have indeed grown up in a time of peace and tranquility."
If there is any suffering, it is all because of you. Following your logic just now—shouldn't I also find a reason to demand something back from you?
Her words were like icicles, leaving cold and sharp marks in the air, exuding an aura that could not be underestimated.
It was as if she was declaring to the heavens that she would no longer silently endure this unwarranted suffering and injustice.
Heaven could never have imagined that Qin Qianluo would be so audacious as to speak to him in such a questioning and challenging tone.
For a fleeting moment, His usually calm expression faltered slightly, a hint of barely perceptible surprise flashing across his face.
Immediately afterwards, He let out a disdainful snort from his nose, a sound like the low howl of a wolf in the cold night, filled with endless contempt and disdain.
At the same time, a contemptuous smile slowly appeared on his lips, a smile as cold as frost frozen on a towering ice cliff in the dead of winter.
It was cold and laced with deep mockery, as if it were a merciless scorn for Qin Qianluo's overestimation of her abilities.
"You are nothing but a mortal." The voice of Heaven seemed to come from the deepest, darkest abyss of the universe, icy and chilling.
Each word was like a biting wind carrying millennia of ice, seemingly freezing everything around it into eternal silence.
"They are nothing but ants to me, yet they dare to utter such arrogant words."
As soon as he finished speaking, Tiandao's eyes suddenly sharpened, and a sharp, hawk-like glint flashed in his originally cold and abyssal eyes.
Its sharp edge was like a blade formed from extremely cold air, gleaming with a cold light and capable of cutting through iron like mud, stabbing straight at Qin Qianluo with lightning speed.
It was as if it wanted to pierce through her soul mercilessly, leaving her nowhere to hide under its sharp gaze.
"And you are not a good person in this world either."
The voice of Heaven grew increasingly cold, as if it came from an ancient, unyielding glacier, carrying a chilling majesty and an unquestionable tone.
"Your kingdom, Zhaoning, has expanded its territory, causing countless mortals to suffer as a result. Do you acknowledge this?"
The words of Heaven were like heavy iron hammers, carrying an overwhelming force, slamming down on Qin Qianluo.
He attempted to completely suppress her with this outrageous, fabricated charge, forcing her to obediently bow her head and confess under his supreme authority.
Upon hearing the Heavenly Dao's accusation, Qin Qianlu remained calm and composed, only a faint smile slowly curving her lips.
This smile was like a fleeting ephemera blooming quietly in the night, subtly revealing a hint of cunning and a confident air of self-assurance.
It was as if she had already meticulously planned in her mind how to deal with this challenge; she was a master of sophistry.
"The people of Zhaoning were scattered abroad, and our country simply sent people to bring them back to their homeland."
Her tone was gentle and calm; though she didn't deliberately raise her voice, it was like a string of clear pearls, each word flowing clearly in the air.
Every syllable exudes an unquestionable firmness, as if what she is stating is an indisputable truth, a self-evident and irrefutable act of justice.
After a brief pause, Qin Qianluo slightly raised her eyes, her gaze becoming increasingly firm and resolute.
Like an ever-shining star in the cold night, it shines with an undeniable light in the darkness.
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