Liu Di and Morr walked along the empty streets of Sea City.
As they walked side by side,
Liu Di studied the genius young master from abroad.
He was only eighteen or nineteen, dressed in a white suit, his exquisite blond hair combed into a side part. His face was still somewhat youthful.
The recent high-intensity work had left him a little weary, but this young man's face still carried a fierce yearning for the future and an unwavering belief in beauty.
He had once been arrogant.
Now, he was incomparably humble.
Liu Di turned his head and asked calmly, "Do you regret calling me Master?"
The corners of Morr's lips lifted. "Being by your side is the one thing I will never regret in this life."
Liu Di was slightly moved. "What have I done to deserve such trust from you?"
Morr looked at the city of towering buildings before them. It resembled early morning, shrouded in a thin mist. The traffic lights along the roads worked normally, yet there was not a single person in sight.
He said, "Master, look. The city before us is so real that it is almost intoxicating. In the eyes of countless people, this is something far beyond reach, yet right now, it lies beneath our feet."
"Master, do you remember why I insisted on becoming your disciple that day?"
Liu Di nodded, his eyes flickering.
That had been shortly after TO Lingxi was established. In the Witnesses conference room, Liu Di had mobilized all the investment managers to visit businesses in the same industry.
Back then, Liu Di had used a small tool—the City Sandbox—to simulate the futures of those companies, allowing the investment managers to grasp crucial information for acquiring them.
Morr had eavesdropped on everything from outside the conference room.