"Don't worry, this chess game is not greatly entangled with Jiang Shouzhong, you only need to take care of your own affairs. If you really want to protect that boy, then strive to change the dynasty in Dazhou."
Yeying glanced at him and said, "I don't have such capability."
"But if you want revenge, you can only do so."
Zhuge Xuanji spoke in a melancholic tone, "Little girl, ideally, as your master, I wouldn't want to get involved in your revenge plans, but after all, we have a mentor-student relationship. Sometimes I still need to advise you, don't get entangled by romantic feelings, and don't be like your mother..."
"I only treat Brother Jiang as my own family, and he is the only family I have in this world."
Yeying's tone was as calm as an ancient well without ripples, yet there was an undeniable emotion hidden between the lines.
Zhuge Xuanji muttered, "But you have parents now, and me as your master."