This was completely different from the Empire. In the Empire, talented people were persecuted, whether they possessed martial talent or talent in other fields.
"Anyone can rise to prominence in Noxus, regardless of their background. All they need is the strength of will and the desire to succeed."
Chang Wei continued.
"Here, as long as you have sufficient talent and strength, you can establish yourself in this empire."
Esdeath suddenly realized that she had fallen in love with this place.
Still, whether this place was truly as good as Chang Wei claimed, Esdeath felt she would need to observe it for herself.
However, Esdeath was currently a prisoner. Leaving aside whether the Empire would ransom her back, even if Minister Honest wanted to redeem her, whether Chang Wei agreed was another matter.
Chang Wei definitely would not agree.
The best outcome for Esdeath would be to remain a prisoner of war in Noxus for the rest of her life. The worst would be becoming the Queen Consort.
After all, Scathach was already the Queen.
Chang Wei was not as innocent and gentle with Esdeath as he had been with Tifa. That very night, he entered another battlefield with Esdeath.
Chang Wei, an unyielding mountaineer, stood at the foot of Esdeath's snow-covered mountain and gazed up at its towering summit piercing the clouds.
The pristine white snow, like a pure poem scattered from the heavens, made his resolute face appear even more determined.
Mount Esdeath—its name carried countless legends among mountaineers, tales of glorious ascents to its peak as well as the bitterness of failure.
At that moment, it stood silently before Chang Wei like a mute guardian, waiting for the arrival of its challenger.
Chang Wei took a deep breath of icy air, feeling its biting freshness as though it