Jiang Shouzhong shrugged, "Who doesn't like immortality?"
Xiao Lingqiu suppressed the ripples in her heart and smiled, "I don't like immortality. Living for too long becomes pointless, worse than death. But I wouldn't mind living an extra two hundred years—at least I could accomplish a lot."
Jiang Shouzhong somewhat agreed with the woman:
"Living too long indeed becomes dull. But if there's someone you love, living together eternally wouldn't be so lonely. The greatest fear people have is solitude, isn't it?"
Solitude...
Xiao Lingqiu suddenly felt lost in thought.
The word "solitude" resonated deeply with her, someone in a high position. Even Emperor Zhou Chang and other emperors and kings of nations could understand it.
A solitary figure, a solitary figure... the higher you stand, the lonelier you are.
When one gains something, they inevitably lose something else.
