Li Qingyu thought Zhao Xuzhi was being unreasonable.
Although the Crown Prince had stopped him, he had told him the reason, right?
It was better to believe it than not. If something really happened, as the eldest son of Prince Ning Bei, he would be protected by many people. Perhaps he would be fine, but what about the others?
Would they not be pitiful if he really let them suffer?
Ever since he had followed Master Mo and buried more than 30 sets of bones, Li Qingyu thought he valued human lives more.
Even ordinary people, who were not as noble as them, one should not simply look down on the lives of others.
Zhao Xuzhi frowned. "It's been two years. Li Qingyu, you've changed a lot."
Li Qingyu's eyes widened.
H-He had changed?!
Well, that did not make sense.