"I'm imagining Founding Emperor to be a great hero, a person who is able to save the people from disasters. I imagined this old ancestor would be able to follow the people who believed in him to their deaths. I thought he would be that person I imagined. But he isn't."
Inside Disabled Elderly Village of Great Ruins, Qin Mu sat beside the bonfire and looked at the water boiling in the pot. His expression was calm as he said, "The more history I uncovered, the more I felt he isn't worthy to become Founding Emperor. He isn't worthy of being the leader of tens of thousands of heroes. Maybe he is only an old man that has been scared out of his wits and only thinks of living his life peacefully. He doesn't have the spirit worthy of making those heroes look up to him."
"Cluck!" a hen dragon beside him said while nodding its head seriously.
"You are right."
