Miao Zhengyi listened, stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Mu Lingyun, and asked somewhat foolishly, "Is it really as you say?"
In this chaos, how many commoners will be displaced, with families destroyed and lives lost?
And how many soldiers will lay down their lives because of this!
Do these people not care at all?
Mu Lingyun glanced at Miao Zhengyi, not expecting that Miao Zhengyi would actually be naïve.
"Those who seek to claim the world and yearn to reign supreme naturally want chaos to reign. There's a saying, 'The times create heroes,'" said Mu Lingyun indifferently.
Miao Zhengyi heard this, was struck dumb, then spoke up, "But there's another saying, 'For one general's success, a thousand bones are withered.' Do they not care even a little bit?"
Number Nineteen listened, enduring the pain, and scoffed before replying, "Only someone like you would care. They're high above; why would they care about such things?"
Miao Zhengyi: ...
