"Emperor?"
Lu Li frowned, lacking interest, "Such a hassle, I'd rather just enjoy the sun."
Though they knew Lu Li was of a serene and indifferent nature, such a response inevitably rendered the crowd speechless.
Becoming Emperor wasn't just about having one's name etched in history; it also meant controlling the entire population and resources of Shen Zhou, bringing benefits to oneself and one's family for generations—no trivial matter.
Therefore, figures like Shen Xing and other Great Grandmasters were vying for the throne, tearing their heads apart in the process. Only top-tier powers like the Five Mountains Immortal Sect, with the Spirit Realm to themselves, could afford to be so nonchalant.
Yet even so, they sent elite members to the sides of various Governors.
Seeing Lu Li discard the throne as if it were an old shoe, the most helpless one had to be Li Yuanzhong.
He had initiated the conversation precisely with the intention of having Lu Li ascend to the throne.
