The gloomy expression on the high priest's face soon disappeared, and he returned to the calm expression of Gujing Bubo's face.

He held a large teapot with a dark, unseen age, aimed at the thin teapot spout, slowly sucked the tea, and then slowly said, "Princess, why not send you away and go back to find your family."

"I don't." Qian'er refused.

The high priest laughed, not sure whether it was angry or what.

He said slowly, "It seems that it is easy to invite God, but it is difficult to send God."

Qian'er said, "You are the high priest and the person closest to God. Do you also want to betray her will?"

"How could God's will change because of me a mortal."

"If God can do everything, why do you need a mortal to pass the message in the middle?" Qian'er said in the gentlest tone, saying the words of the high priest's heart.

The high priest snorted coldly.

Qian'er smiled and said, "High Priest, I am not your enemy."

"But I can't allow my son to be taken away from me." The high priest's voice turned cold, "How can you understand how much pain and torture I have suffered for so many years?"

Qian'er said: "I deeply sympathize with your experience, and I really can't empathize with it. But I think if you really care about your son, you should let him live as you wish, rather than force him to stay."

"His will? Haha." The high priest laughed sarcastically, "If he had been by my side and grew up in the Wu tribe, all the things in his eyes would be the Wu tribe, and he would never have a rebellious heart."

"It's a pity that if he had not grown up in the Ukrainian tribe, he had endured countless setbacks and hardships, and he had his own will and persistence."

"He was simply blinded by the flower world outside!" The high priest paused his teacup heavily, "He didn't know what was most important to him! The Wu tribe is his root! Since he has returned in circles, he should stay and do his part for the Wu tribe!"

Qian'er said calmly: "This is your wishful thinking. You use your own ideas to kidnap him."

"I am his father, he was born to me!"

"Forgive me for being too polite. I think Xiaozhuang was born by his mother. Even if you are his father, you are not the one who raised him. There is a saying in the folk in Dazhou that it is better to raise grace than to give birth. Do you understand what this sentence means?"

"No matter what, he can't change the fact that he is a member of the Wu tribe."

Qian'er said bluntly: "If the hero doesn't ask about his origin, how about the Wu tribe, so what if he is not? The so-called Wu tribe is just the name given to you by your ancestors. I didn't see what the difference is between your Wu tribe and those outside."

"What do you know!" The high priest was a little angry, "Princess Rouzhen, you are so arrogant because of your identity. Even if you have the will of God, I will never allow you to marry Long Bo!"

"What if your tribe members knew that their high priest was a rebel?" Qian'er asked curiously.

"Just because you say this, it may be difficult for you to leave here." The high priest said a strong threat.

But Qian'er didn't care at all.

She smiled and said, "If the high priest treats me as a slaughter, it would be too disrespectful to others."
Chapter completed!