Hearing Dao Wushuang's calm, confident words, Duan Jingtian's eyes widened. He wanted to know why, but held back and simply nodded.
"Is there anything else I should prepare?" Duan Jingtian asked after a moment of silence.
At this point, he had no choice but to trust Dao Wushuang. After all, he didn't want to gamble with his life.
If the blue-clad young man really could do something unexpected, as Dao Wushuang had said, then Duan Jingtian's life would be on the line!
"Don't trust anyone outside your own forces. Even with your own people, keep a third of your suspicions—this includes the allies under your command who seem loyal," Dao Wushuang warned.
With that, he slowly rose to his feet.
Duan Jingtian hurriedly stood as well, not having time to think. He looked at Dao Wushuang with a complicated expression. "Why are you helping me? I've shown you so little respect."
Dao Wushuang smiled. "Because I've always liked your name, and I want to be just like it."
"Uh..." Duan Jingtian froze.
What kind of reason was that?
"I'm off. You can ask your father for a few more life-saving tricks. After all, when you face him, unexpected things could still happen."
Dao Wushuang smiled and patted Duan Jingtian on the shoulder. Then he turned, waved casually, and left with a carefree stride.
Duan Jingtian stood there in silence for a long time, watching his back.
After leaving the main academy, Duan Jingtian stood atop the clouds and gazed up at the bright blue sky. Suddenly, he raised a hand and made a grasping motion at the empty air. A smile only he could understand spread across his face.
His eyes held amusement, along with many emotions buried deep within him, all of which he kept hidden.
*"Daoist friend, I