Anyone would think of their home. Even when she was in the Orthodox Academy, living the happiest period of her life, Luoluo would still often think of him, think of her father, think of her mother, think of those big fellows in the Red River and the birds on the Celestial Trees.
She naturally wouldn't consider this wrong, but…
"Very good. At the very least, you are willing to believe that I did not do these things out of my selfish desires, even though you now believe that I am doing this for the Great Western Continent."
Madam Mu calmly said to her, "I will not deny that the Great Western Continent is my homeland, but both your maternal grandfather and grandmother have already taken their leave of this mortal coil, so do you really think that I would still value the Great Western Continent over White Emperor City? The rumors are false; how could I marry you off to your cousin?"
Luoluo was stunned by these words.
