My System Is Three Thousand Years Early

After Wu Ling finished speaking, her gaze tightly fixed on Cheng Guang.

However, Cheng Guang just smiled and did not directly answer Wu Ling's question, instead, he asked her with a smile, "What do you think I will do?"

Wu Ling watched Cheng Guang.

Observing Cheng Guang's serene and inscrutable face, Wu Ling realized she could not fathom his thoughts. After pondering carefully for a moment, her bright eyes suddenly twinkled, and she teasingly replied,

"Princely Heir, you're not just boasting, are you?"

Cheng Guang shook his head, "That would not be the case."

After Cheng Guang spoke, he looked at Wu Ling again, revealing a timely trace of curiosity in his eyes.

"But speaking of which, did you come to ask me how I would make my move?"

Upon hearing this, Wu Ling's smile slowly faded, then she shook her head:

"No, I'm asking the Princely Heir to make a move."

"That's why I want to ask how the Princely Heir would do it."

"As far as I know, if the Princely Heir wishes to seek help from others, aside from the Duke of the State, I wonder which other Sky-Man could be persuaded?"

Cheng Guang's eyebrows slightly raised upon hearing Wu Ling's words.

To persuade which Sky-Man?

Truth be told.

Cheng Guang had not initially thought about it this way; he had planned to take action himself. But upon hearing Wu Ling's words, he thought of old Deng.

Old Deng had reached the Second Realm of Sky-Man, and could be considered, aside from the enigmatic Zhang Shunlong and Li Tongzhen, the strongest Sky-Man in the Great Zhou.

If old Deng made a move, then the Sky-Men of Great Yuan would likely be no match for him.

However.

The words Cheng Guang had said to old Deng were to save his life at a moment of crisis.

To get old Deng to block Great Yuan now would require some effort.

Cheng Guang pondered inwardly, it would be great if old Deng could be persuaded to act, then he himself would happily remain uninvolved.

Cheng Guang, however, remained silent on the surface, "You don't need to worry about that, I will naturally have a way."

As he spoke, Cheng Guang paused slightly and looked at Wu Ling, "But speaking of which, how do you plan to deal with Great Yuan?"

Wu Ling shook her head, "My options are few, and I've had no chance to make the acquaintance of other Sky-Men. The only method is to gather all the forces at the border and fight against Great Yuan."

"If you truly have a way later on, Princely Heir, although I'm in charge of the emperor's power in name only, without any real authority, I will still have to go to the battlefield."

"I may be heading to the borders soon to meet Great Yuan's forces."

"Princely Heir, will you come with me when the time comes?"

Wu Ling's clear eyes fixed on Cheng Guang, her gaze sparkling intermittently as it had in those early years when she had the manner of a little white rabbit.

It's just that now, Wu Ling's temperament had changed somewhat from that innocent rabbit-like quality of the past.

Wu Ling was still very cold in front of others, not speaking much.

But in front of Cheng Guang, she occasionally revealed a slight girlish coyness.

Cheng Guang regarded Wu Ling, taking in her stunningly beautiful face, but his heart remained undisturbed as he nodded slightly.

"All right, if you are going to depart, just let me know in advance."

Wu Ling, upon seeing Cheng Guang agree so readily without hesitation, couldn't help but show a hint of surprise in her eyes.

"Princely Heir, won't you discuss this with others?"

"Going to the frontlines at the border is quite dangerous."

Cheng Guang shook his head, only smiling, "Such a matter doesn't require consultation. Even if there's danger, it can't do much to me." Discover more stories at My Virtual Library Empire

Wu Ling, listening to Cheng Guang's words, saw a flicker of something unusual pass through her eyes.

One must know.

This time, there were Sky-Man powerhouses among Great Yuan's forces.

Even she herself could not guarantee a safe return.

Yet the Town-Nation Duke's Heir, Cheng Guang, could be so confident.

The notion was quite inconceivable.

Could the Princely Heir really have some sort of trump card?

Wu Ling pondered but could not come up with an answer.

For now, her objective of coming here had been achieved. Regardless of Cheng Guang's secrets, as long as he had agreed to go to the border with her, she would eventually find out what Cheng Guang's trump card was.

"Then, Princely Heir, I'll send someone to notify you before we depart."

Having said that, Wu Ling slowly left.

Just as she reached the courtyard's gate, she couldn't help but look back.

At Cheng Guang, she pulled a face.

"If you really aren't confident when the time comes, you can treat what I said earlier as if it was never mentioned."

Having said this.

Wu Ling quickly left.

After Wu Ling had left.

Cheng Guang stood still for a moment, then chuckled and shook his head.

"Is she suddenly worried about me?"

"Saying that if I really don't have confidence, I should not go?"

Cheng Guang stood in the courtyard, looking up at the full moon, taking a deep breath.

In his heart, he thought of the system task.

Trampling the future emperor of Great Yuan, Wu Mengde, underfoot.

Even if it wasn't for Great Zhou, nor for Wu Ling, if just for the sake of this task, Cheng Guang would also have to go to the frontlines.

How Great Zhou fared at this time, whether it would be crushed by Great Yuan, seizing the Capital city, Cheng Guang was actually not particularly concerned.

Cheng Guang cared not for Great Zhou, but for its people.

If Great Yuan waged through the borders, marching straight in, not to mention whether Great Zhou would perish, its common folk were certain to be displaced and might even be slaughtered by Great Yuan.

Whether such an event would happen, no one could say for sure.

"Wu Mengde, the future emperor of Great Yuan, is leading the invasion this time. It's evident that he is already highly trusted by the emperor of Great Yuan."