Ever since Qidan was a child, his education had taught him that the [Eternal Clan] was noble and sacred. They had created [Paradise], allowing those who willingly followed them to escape the manipulation of [Destiny].
The fact that he had felt constantly uncomfortable ever since setting foot in the lower [Science Side] was proof enough of that.
It was like suddenly entering an oxygen-starved environment. Having experienced the unfettered freedom of [Paradise], this sensation of being trapped in a mire left Qidan in a constant state of mild anxiety.
Yes, he was anxious. He merely concealed that little bit of anxiety extremely well.
He would not remain in the lower [Science Side] forever. Once his mission was complete, he would leave-leave this "tainted" environment.
Without question, even among all the Golden Race who followed the [Eternal Clan], Qidan belonged to an exceptionally loyal faction that firmly supported them.
Thus, from a very young age, Qidan had received the [Eternal Clan]'s elite education. His outstanding talent had even earned him instruction from a renowned teacher within the [Eternal Clan].
His path to success had been remarkably smooth. His exceptional achievements had even earned him permission to enter the [Eternal Hall], which housed treasures the [Eternal Clan] had inherited from the Old Empire.
It was also inside the [Eternal Hall] that Qidan had seen the painting kept in its deepest recesses.
It hung alone on the innermost wall, untouched by the passage of time. The young
man in the painting wore the distinctive attire of the [Eternal Clan].
Even the great figures of the [Eternal Clan] donned this traditional attire only on a handful of important occasions.
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Yet Qidan had instinctively felt that the clothing worn by the young man in the painting was far nobler than even that worn