"..."
Ye Hanjun remained silent, as if a heavy mountain was pressing against his heart.
"These matters are not yet for you to worry about."
Ye Qi waved his hand, gesturing them away:
"Advance to the 6th Rank as soon as possible, then enter the Tomb of Asura, and strive for every opportunity."
"If you eventually ascend to the 7th Order, even if you do not reach SS, you will be another form of an individual symbolic of the tribe's destiny, representing the hope and future of our race."
"At that time, you will only become eligible to enter the family's decision-making system and gradually become one of the decision makers..."
A cascade of darkness, like ink, engulfed Ye Hanjun, pushing him out of the Deep Black Wheel.
Ye Hanjun lifted his head, looking at the crumbling Remains of the Boundary, an irrepressible wave of sadness eroding his soul over and over again.
"A decision-maker, huh..."
