Seeing Baron Besos finally state his purpose, Zong Shen inwardly thought, Just as I expected.
Yet he put on a solemn expression.
He lowered his head slightly and pondered for a moment before answering.
"Brother Besos, you should know what the Chosen Ones represent."
"This decision may cost you a great deal."
"Of course, it may also bring you a great deal."
"This is a gamble."
"Are you sure you're prepared for it?"
By the end, his tone had grown serious as well.
Baron Besos mulled over the implications in Zong Shen's words, his eyes flickering as he considered them.
Zong Shen did not urge him. Instead, he calmly picked up the highland black tea before him.
This tea was not cheap and could only grow in the frozen soil of the highlands.
Its aroma was rich. The natives liked adding sugar to it, but Zong Shen preferred its original flavor.
Drinking tea gave him a faint sense of life back on Earth.
More than ten minutes passed before Baron Besos finally made his decision again.
"I'm willing to take the gamble."
"The Chosen Ones are the hope of the new era."
"This will also be the turning point in my citizens' fate."
"When I was young, I was obsessed with exploration. Though I suffered repeated setbacks and even faced mortal danger several times, I also encountered many things that ordinary people knew nothing about during those expeditions."
"When the Chosen Ones appear, it means the old era is about to end."
"If one cannot follow the Chosen Ones, then one will be conquered or buried by them."
His tone became incomparably resolute, and Zong Shen nodded in satisfaction.
To be honest, he had actually been willing to give Baron Besos more opportunities to choose.
If Besos had chosen not