Seeing that the principal had stopped halfway through his story, Xu Kun grew anxious. "Principal, please go on! A proud genius of our human race with an SS-tier talent died such a humiliating death? Are we humans supposed to just watch the Flood Dragon Race bully us?"
Seeing Xu Kun's urgency, the principal's smile deepened instead.
"I must remind you that the Flood Dragon Race was an S-Tier Race and had an exceptionally close relationship with the Dragon Race, one of the Myriad Races' overlords. At the time, our human race had just suffered the decline of the Martial Zenith Era. We did not even qualify to enter the Myriad Races Sequence, while Sky Eye, the Lord of the Era, had yet to grow strong. What do you think our human race should have done?"
Xu Kun fell silent. Living in the heartland of humanity and protected by human powerhouses, they could not truly empathize with the position humanity had once occupied among the myriad races, where they had suffered constant humiliation.
If it had been him... how would he have handled an S-Tier Race bullying his own race?
After frowning for a long time, Xu Kun still stated his conviction firmly. "Better to be shattered jade than intact tile!"
The principal paused, looking at Xu Kun, who radiated killing intent. A different meaning appeared in his eyes!
"What a 'better to be shattered jade than intact tile.' Even if it meant gambling the fate of the entire human race, you would not hesitate?"
Xu Kun clenched his fingers and said calmly, "If we watch humanity's prodigies be slaughtered at will, how can humanity speak of revival? How can we speak of gaining a foothold among the myriad races?"
"Though that is the vigor of youth, in the eyes of