Li Dazhi sighed:
"Look at this—just as the Western Sect seemed about to collapse, and in a few hundred years of stable development could establish the Heavenly Court, suddenly a Transcender pops out."
Li Ping'an took a sip of tea and said leisurely, "There's no need to fear too much. The Transcender's real enemy is the Three Pure Ones. Their mission is to safeguard Heaven and Earth. We're just small fish in the pond."
"Alas!"
Li Dazhi tucked his hands into his sleeves, stepped back to Li Ping'an's side, frowned, and asked, "What do you think, Ping'an?"
"What do you mean, what do I think?"
"I mean the future, saving the world, things like that."
Li Ping'an laughed, "Do the best we can, treat being Emperor as just a job, enjoy life. If the time comes, and I can play a small role in this world's ultimate harmony, then I'll go all out. If not, well, that's fine too."
"Wait a second, aren't you a young man? Why is your thinking so defeatist!"
Li Dazhi slapped the table:
