The martial emperor smiled faintly and said, “Now, you have only walked the path of others. Su Yu, when you have mastered this path of writing, you can think about how to grow stronger and swallow the river of time! At that time, you will know... how childish your thoughts today are, how ridiculous they are! An ant trying to shake a tree, overestimating your own strength!”
He had experienced Su Yu’s frivolous period before.
After Su Yu was beaten up for a while, he would probably understand why he did not think about these things anymore.
Su Yu did not refute. Some things were indeed hard to say.
His thoughts were good, and his dreams were great. If he waited for tens of thousands of years, or even hundreds of thousands of years, he would not be able to advance any further. No matter how high his ambition was, it would be worn down.
The ambition of a martial emperor had obviously been worn down!
