Bright and spotless was the grand hall.
Shangguan Yunyue sat in a chair, her fingers lightly tapping on the armrest, a look of hesitation on her face. "Nangong Qi, do you think... secretly supporting bandits... is the right thing to do?"
"Eh?" Nangong Qi was stunned. "Palace Master, you..."
Sighing softly, Shangguan Yunyue said, "These days, I've been pondering whether our initial choice to secretly back bandits in opposition to the officials was right or wrong."
"It was definitely right," Nangong Qi nodded with certainty. "Over the years, if it weren't for the entanglements with the bandits, the officials' power would have definitely surged multiple times. By then, our days would have been difficult."
"Our days have been better, but the common people's days have become harder."
"Palace Master... why are you so sentimental today?"
"As one grows older, one's thoughts also gradually change."
