Chapter 979 – Hearing Your Voice (2/2)

Madam Mu gazed at the gradually dispersing mists on the street and slowly said, ”If you persist in not accepting this marriage, it will be very difficult to proceed with the alliance between the two races. Let us not speak of how many of the continent's people will die in the future. Right now, the Demi-human race will most likely fracture. Of the lives in this city, how many people will no longer be able to see the Celestial Trees?”

Luoluo fell quiet for a while, then said, ”Mother, in the end, you still do not consider this place your home.”

Madam Mu asked, ”Why do you insist on this belief?”

Luoluo replied, ”Because you have no affection for this city. You can use the lives in this city to threaten your own daughter.”

A hint of deep exhaustion appeared in Madam Mu's eyes. ”You have spoken correctly. I truly do not like this place, because this place is full of the stench of fur and sweat, full of filthy words, full of that stupid courage and that loathsome thing called heroism. This place is like a vast desert, savage and primitive.”

Her voice was so soft that nobody else could hear.

”Xuelao City is different. That place has true history, culture, and most importantly, art. Even though it is far inferior to the capital, the husband that I have chosen for you is the most outstanding successor of this civilization. I do not wish for you to walk my old path, so be married off.”

Madam Mu softly said, ”The matter has already been decided. Since you cannot object, you can only learn how to accept.”

Luoluo was quiet for a while, then asked, ”Why can I not object?”

Madam Mu looked into her eyes and said, ”This is a marriage arranged for you by me and your royal father with the ancestral spirits serving as matchmaker. Who can object?”

Yes, marriage had never had anything to do with love.

It was based on the orders of the parents and the words of the matchmaker.

Whether it was in the Demi-human race, the Human race, or the Demon race, this was the case for the entire continent.

Who could still object to this marriage?

Luoluo recalled the scene many years ago in the capital, during the Ivy Festival.

She had thought of this scene countless times, so even now, that scene was as vivid as if it was taking place right in front of her.

In her memories, this was her teacher's most glorious moment.

Not even her teacher's taking the first rank of the first banner in the Grand Examination or drawing down a night of starlight in the Mausoleum of Books could match the glory of that moment.

Because her teacher, back then, had only been an ordinary student of the Orthodox Academy.

More importantly, at that time, her teacher was her teacher alone.

Alas, not one sliver of her teacher's glory on that night could fall upon her.

Because those words had not been for her.

If she could just hear those words right now, it would be fine.

Alas, this was impossible.

She had heard that her teacher was currently at Mount Li. Even if he had gotten the news and traveled here as quickly as possible, he would still be too late.

Luoluo stood at the railing, gripping the stone pearl tied to her neck, and gazed at the distant mountains on the opposite shore.

She was confident that her teacher was on the other side, traveling across the mountains, surmounting the peaks.

Perhaps he still had thousands of li to go, but at least he was on the way.

It was fine this way.

She was very satisfied.

Suddenly, her expression changed.

The clouds over the mountains had begun to twist and writhe.

A hole appeared in the clouds.

A pillar of light descended.

This pillar of light was imbued with a divine aura and an inexplicable majesty.

The seal over the two shores of the Red River was instantly pierced by the pillar of light.

A White Crane flew out of the light.

Its clear cry resounded throughout White Emperor City.

With it came another voice.

”I object.”