"Who is born equal?"
Jiang Li frowned and asked, "The son of a Prime Minister and the son of a farmer are worlds apart from birth; the child of an Immortal and the child of an Emperor also have an enormous gap. How can people be born equal?"
"Right, I don't understand either."
Tang Song smiled and shook his head, "Many people don't understand."
"But only the Lizi Class, they all understood."
"The disaster those years ago shattered the bones of the Lizi Class and pushed this class into the abyss. I thought they would just be a flash in the pan, blending into the crowd, but who could have imagined that a mere phrase 'Zhou Li is not dead' could reignite the beliefs of these proud children of heaven and send them on their paths?"
Jiang Li was stunned. Sometimes, she didn't understand why she had agreed to Zhou Li's request to take his Demon Artifact and use it to live in this world. Clearly, this did not fit her identity as an Immortal, nor was it a choice a Ghost King would make.
