"You Embers really are a pain."
A weary sigh came through Ji Jue's sensory communication. "After running all this way, all I got to do was clean up a bunch of small fry. It doesn't even count as a warm-up... Why not just let me go kill that guy?"
"No need."
Ji Jue shook his head decisively. "I went to such lengths precisely so I could personally prepare this dish. If he dies at someone else's hands before the show is even over, wouldn't that make it meaningless?"
"Heh, if you truly want to explore your own limits, why be so hesitant and burdened with worries?" The voice sneered, urging him on. "Just go up there, draw your blade, and fight. Live if you win, die if you lose. It's that simple."
"I'm a craftsman. Why would I draw a blade on someone?" Ji Jue asked in confusion, instantly silencing the other party.
"Come to think of it, do you know the safety regulations for laboratories and factories?"
Ji Jue lowered his gaze toward the battlefield below, where slaughter raged, and slowly replied, "When handling dangerous chemicals or conducting risky experiments, every rule and regulation will tirelessly tell you that you must take every possible precaution and make every preparation.
"Don't be afraid of trouble. Trouble is what's right.
"Only then can you minimize losses and reduce risks and accidents as much as possible before changes arrive."
Ji Jue said, "When dealing with such a dangerous test subject, no amount of caution is excessive. Otherwise, how could one handle it calmly and avoid waste?"
"Heh, Ember."
The voice seemed to shake its head with a sigh, only to be met with another cold snort.
Ji Jue paid it no mind.
He merely stood far beyond the battlefield, admiring every change