At the Ascending Dragon Hall headquarters, in the strategic department on the top floor, Chu Fei gazed through the window at Sima Tianpeng floating high in the sky. For a moment, he was entranced.
But after only a moment, Chu Fei sighed and shook his head.
"What is it?" Jin Tierong asked.
After their exchanges and interactions over this period, the two had become friends despite their age difference. Chu Fei had brought powerful new technologies and new hope, while Jin Tierong held a high position. In a sense, they were an unconventional match of equal standing.
That was why, upon hearing Chu Fei sigh, Jin Tierong could not help asking. Anything capable of making Chu Fei sigh was surely no simple matter.
Chu Fei said, "Although Hall Master Sima has broken through, he did so at the cost of his future. The responsibility belonging to Hall Master Sima—and even to the older generation—has reached its limit.
"The burden ahead now rests on our shoulders. And I'm not sure whether I can bear it."
Jin Tierong fell silent for a while. Then he walked over to Chu Fei, patted his shoulder, and watched Sima Tianpeng outside with him. In a deep voice, he said, "You're right. We have already done all we could. We old fellows have bought Ascending Dragon Hall more than two thousand years of development. It is time to hand the burden over to you.
"You carry no small amount of pressure. Ascending Dragon Hall is now one of the powers with a True God. I'm afraid many matters await us ahead—and await you as well.
"But I believe in you. I believe in all of you. You have more than two thousand additional years of preparation than we did. You will certainly do better."
Chu Fei