The night was serene.
Leaving the Academic Affairs Office,
those Hurricane Dragonhawks perched atop the campus had already taken advantage of the night to depart.
Chen Xing quickened his pace to follow behind his mentor.
Recalling the Lin Family's actions, he felt somewhat unsettled.
If he didn't have a mentor, wouldn't that mean he could only grit his teeth and swallow his grievances?
This was different from what he had felt.
Chen Xing thought of those forebears in the Illusion Realm who had sacrificed themselves one after another for their country, charging into the Exotic Region, and he couldn't help but ask himself, was it worth sacrificing their lives for these people?
If those martyrs knew about this, would they regret it?
Chen Xing muttered to himself with some doubt, "Mentor..."
Han Yuning walked ahead, her voice calm, "You have studied history, so you should know that no dynasty has lasted over six hundred years in this world.
