"Yes."
Deng nodded, her fingertip gently sliding across the map.
"If we can obtain his power inheritance from the ruins, we might easily wipe out those War Gangs relying on violence and plunder, suppress the erosion of the Death Domain, and even establish a system for fair power distribution."
"By that time..."
She looked at the Saint.
"The 'Earthly Celestial Kingdom' you desire can be achieved."
She then looked at Yun Tiankui.
"And what you wish for—'protection of ordinary people'—can also be realized."
Deng's voice always carried a yearning for the future.
The Saint's eyes were full of agreement, already quietly planning how to arrange follow-up matters, but Yun Tiankui remained silent.
With his eyes lowered, he unconsciously rubbed the handle of the long knife, his mind swirling with complex thoughts... He understood the weight of power too well.
