"Why am I here to speak?"
What can I say that's worth hearing? That we should all strive hard, try to die and transcend life quickly, and hope for the next life?
Looking at the hundreds of tents, Lu Bei shook his head in silence. He couldn't possibly give a speech, he had a bright future and didn't want to die young.
"Junior Brother is overthinking. This time, the Looking Sword Pavilion is charging ahead for the Iron Sword League, greatly crushing the momentum of the Imperial Sect. Your contributions as a pavilion master are also immense. Although I am a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, when compared to you, my contributions aren't as significant. How could I usurp your position?"
"Senior Brother's criticism is correct, I have learned a lot from this,"
