The ghosts of the Primeval Civilization were all frozen.
"What did you say?"
The female captain found it hard to believe. "You came to this place after a lot of trouble and passed all the tests. Wasn't it for the legacy of the primeval era? It was the only hope to save your civilization. But you are going to… refuse it?"
"That's right. I refuse."
Li Yao was calmer and more at ease. He smiled and said, "Don't get me wrong. It was not a spur-of-the-moment decision to risk the survival of the entire civilization, nor was it a game of cat-and-mouse. I thought that the so-called 'ancient heritage' would do my civilization no good. Or rather, my civilization was not ready to accept such a generous gift. The time was not right yet!
"Why?"
The female captain stared at Li Yao and asked, "Can you explain?"
