Chen Dingye suddenly laughed, sitting there with his back to the Ritual Eunuch.
"Are you referring to matters regarding Li Wanli, Tantai Xianming, and Yue Pengwu?"
Chen Dingye answered, "Gentlemen and saints might have regrets, but a king..." He lifted his head, as if seeing the past, seeing the Chen Country under his rule, Chen Fubi, Li Wanli, Tantai Xianming, Yue Pengwu, Xiao Wuliang, and himself.
Chen Dingye just quietly observed the illusion, his eyes devoid of any ripples, devoid of fear, devoid of nostalgia, and finally, also devoid of evasion and regret, and said:
"Only a king does not regret. Whatever is in the past is what this body has done, and even if there is a precipice ahead, I would still have my horse leap forward. Even if shattered to pieces, I want to die on the path of my own choosing."
"Immortality and longevity... heh..."
