Okay, Ling Qingyu didn't need to probe further. Gaining their perspectives was already an eye-opener—pointing directly at the real problems rather than the superficial ones.
After all, Xiao Yue, the warlord, had personally served in the military, even if her start was smoother than most, having risen from a higher status. She must have led other women to participate—starting as medics, then as fighters—challenging the norms of her time.
Who knew how many obstacles she'd faced in a feudal society steeped in superstition and the belief that women were inherently inferior?
Xiao Yue had broken through so many barriers to reach her current level of achievement. And now, in this modern world, her old philosophies were clashing with contemporary values.
Like a sponge, Xiao Yue had absorbed the essence of both worlds. But unlike those simply taught in schools, everything she knew came from raw, lived experience.
