Though the gentle old woman and the lively youth had not understood the clash between Wenren Sheng and Taiji, that did not stop them from sincerely thanking Wenren Sheng.
"Thank you. I don't know how to express it, but you helped my world avoid a tremendous crisis," the old woman said from the bottom of her heart.
Wenren Sheng shook his head. "You don't need to thank me. I got rid of him only because he bore me ill will, not because I deliberately wanted to help you."
"And if you cannot grow strong on your own, you will not have such luck next time."
The two fell silent.
Wenren Sheng was right.
They could not possibly be so lucky every time, saved by someone in passing.
What about next time?
"What should we do? Please give us some guidance. I am willing to pay the highest price," the old woman said directly, being the more mature of the two.
Wenren Sheng thought for a moment. "If a weak person wants to survive and has no especially powerful means, one viable method is to integrate themselves among the strong."
"You may suffer some grievances, but that is still better than dying."
In truth, that was why humans formed groups to survive.
A person alone was naturally very free, able to do whatever they wanted.
Of course, they were also very free when it came time to die.
"You're right. In that case, we want to join your world."
"Then you will lose the authority of creators," Wenren Sheng reminded them.
"To hold authority yet be unable to withstand disasters would be irresponsible toward the children," the old woman sighed.
The lively youth nodded as well.
Wenren Sheng smiled.
These two had not been blinded by power. Or rather, they were