Hun Tiangang and Lu Chengwen sat before a stone table.
Hun Tiangang looked out at the distant scenery.
"The road to becoming strong has never had only one path. Long Aotian has Long Aotian's path, Zhao Ritian has Zhao Ritian's path, and you... you have your own path."
Lu Chengwen nodded. "Please teach me, Master."
"I will give each of you three words. You will learn the first one first."
Hun Tiangang lightly swept his sleeve across the stone table, as though brushing dust away with it.
Where his sleeve passed, a word appeared—Wisdom.
"Wisdom?"
"Correct." Hun Tiangang said, "Do not seek through force; seize opportunity through wisdom. Do not contend with heaven and earth, yet make use of heaven and earth."
Lu Chengwen nodded thoughtfully. "Master, we saw... the future."
Hun Tiangang said, "So what?"
Lu Chengwen lowered his head. "Perhaps... Senior Disciple Brother and Junior Disciple Brother..."
"Hehe, why worry about things that have yet to happen?"
Lu Chengwen raised his head. "Master, lately, I often feel that life is difficult. I nearly failed to protect my child. The people from the Elder Council are all powerful, and I simply cannot afford to provoke them. The Four Great Families each have their own agendas, with powerful figures emerging one after another, and their stances are uncertain. I worry about my family, but there is little I can do for them. Even now, I am not sure whether, in the end, Senior Brother and Junior Brother..."
"Cheng Wen, do not believe what your eyes see."
Hun Tiangang said, "You see yourself as an ordinary man, kind by nature, unwilling to contend with heaven and earth. Yet heaven and earth insist on tempering you, hammering you, tormenting you, forcing you onward."
"Sometimes, you will feel there is no road left