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Reality, dreams... examination?
Ronan admitted that although he had gained some basic understanding of the current situation, he still did not like such "keywords." Not at all.
Unfortunately, the world did not bend to his will. If it had been purely objective, objective through and through, that would have been one thing. Yet the historical texts recorded in Ceremonial Ancient Script clearly showed that, in many cases, the wills of certain beings could indeed distort the objective world, making a region of the world operate according to Their will.
In fact, Ronan himself could now do this to a certain extent. Unfortunately, the target he was contending with was far better at it than he was!
Ronan pressed his lips together slightly, but he did not pursue the subject with An Dongsheng. He merely remained silent.
Sometimes, silence was more suggestive than questions. The look An Dongsheng gave him carried an air of inquiry. Ronan's reaction, which did not quite fit his logic, had stirred his curiosity. Perhaps he was wondering whether Ronan knew something, or how much he knew... This was an excellent state for conversation, so An Dongsheng continued, delving ever deeper.
"I don't really understand that sentence. As for the Gate of Truth, I have no concept of it whatsoever, aside from the mad ravings he told me."
The "he" in An Dongsheng's words undoubtedly referred to the Justice Cult's first High Priest.
This military titan did not conceal in the least that man's decisive influence over his personality and understanding. The first High Priest had undoubtedly been the dominator and ruler of his youth. Yet such a man harbored intense doubts about the world he lived in, along with an absurd fear of it. That invisible pressure had struck across the distance and branded itself