Song Jinbo's words plunged Meng Chao into deep thought.
In a daze, he seemed to see, deep within his brain, a figure slowly emerge from that future sealed with infinite possibilities—a gray-haired old man clad in splendid robes, with an astonishing bearing.
At first glance, this old man possessed both Yun Feidian's ambition and Lü Zhongqi's forbearance, perfectly blending the immortal air of a sage with magnificent talent and grand strategy. He was simply a natural ruler and arbiter.
Yet between his brows lingered a familiarity Meng Chao could not shake.
Meng Chao thought for a long time, but could not recall who this mighty figure was.
Only at the very end did he suddenly realize that it was himself—the future him.
More precisely, Meng Chao in one possible future: "the Meng Chao who married Lü Siya, absorbed the badly weakened Qingtian Corporation after Lü Zhongqi's loss, then joined forces with Lü Siya like twin blades, stopped at nothing to crush every competitor within Qingtian Corporation and even the Nine Super Enterprises, becoming the sole voice among the Nine Super Enterprises, qualified to represent all Transcendents of the great families."
"Fool, do you think I don't know the dangers of the Nine Great Families' grotesque expansion? Do you think I don't want to help Dragon City cut away these nine malignant tumors?"
Meng Chao seemed to hear this elderly version of himself, who would become a spokesperson for the great families' interests in the near future, shaking his head and smiling bitterly as he spoke to his younger self. "To carry Mount Tai over the North Sea—this cannot be done, not because one refuses to do it. Human strength has its limits. Whether on Earth or in the Otherworld, there are always things that can never be accomplished, always difficulties