"If it wasn't for your father saving me, I would have perished in my first battle instead of earning my first gold star before him."
Han Li looked away, a slight reddening around his eyes as he strove to maintain a calm tone.
"With the experience gained from the first battle and my first gold star, I was no longer anxious. Applying everything I'd learned during training became second nature and my gold stars kept increasing; I even got my own Mecha."
"I then achieved Special Level status. My Mecha underwent modifications to suit my operating habits, and I became even stronger than before. But it was also around this time that I lost my initial will."
Having composed himself, Han Li then looked back at Ji Rongxinyue, noting her unchanged expression, he was reassured enough to say, "That initial will, that little piece I had lost, was found again by your grandfather. Now, he's helping Cadelin find it."
Ji Rongxinyue suddenly interjected, "Is it because of different combat styles?"
