"This is not what we intended from the beginning! This is by no means the path of glory!" Jiang Yu's tone suddenly became intense, filled with strong self-defense and deep helplessness, "This is drinking poison to quench thirst, grabbing a thorny vine in a desperate situation! We do not aim to cling to nobility, nor covet the illusionary 'noble' aura. Our most initial, most humble goal was only one—to survive! To let the Jiang Family, the clan members who followed us to drift here, have food to eat, a place to stand, to temporarily avoid the relentless and deadly attacks from the exiled imperial forces!"
"The targets we chose, at first, were not those top-tier families deeply entwined with the exiled forces, but some relatively clean-rooted families, capable of providing some degree of shelter, who needed some unique resources from the Jiang Family. Each marriage alliance was a carefully calculated yet humiliating transaction...
