Cheng Guang did not harbor such thoughts.
The world was vast.
If he wanted to establish his own dynasty to complete a systematic task, where couldn't he go?
There was no need to contend with Wu Ling over Great Zhou.
Furthermore,
Cheng Guang did not want to make an already unstable Great Zhou even more chaotic like a pot of porridge.
After all, Cheng Guang himself still needed to live in Great Zhou for a while, to enjoy moments of peace when he could.
He did not know if he would have peaceful moments to enjoy in the future.
Thinking this, Cheng Guang could not help but sigh and his gaze landed on Wu Ling.
"I am not interested in your throne."
Wu Ling was startled, she was dumbfounded for a moment and then reacted, saying to Cheng Guang, "Then, Princely Heir, what do you want to do?"
"No, Princely Heir, the throne may not necessarily fall to me, it is not my throne."
Wu Ling argued, explaining this point.
