Zhou Qingxu saw that Cheng Guang had finally gotten to the point and couldn't help but brace himself. After straightening up slightly, he said to Cheng Guang:
"Princely Heir, please go ahead."
"As long as it is within my ability, I will certainly help the Princely Heir, and I hope that in the future, the Princely Heir and I will keep to our own paths."
Cheng Guang gave a noncommittal nod, then tapped the tea table with one hand and began slowly:
"My goal is quite simple, that is, I want to join Great Tang."
After Cheng Guang's words were spoken.
Zhou Qingxu was clearly taken aback, followed by a moment that seemed like he was stunned.
He stared blankly at Cheng Guang for a good while.
He looked at Cheng Guang with disbelief.
It seemed he didn't understand at all why Cheng Guang would say such a thing.
At the same time.
Zhou Qingxu's mind seemed to be stuck, failing to respond for a long time, momentarily unable to act.
"Princely Heir, you want to join Great Tang?"
