The Bamboo House was exceptionally quiet, because Xu Qianzhui seemed to have seen the future.
Three thousand years was a long time, long enough for him to reach great heights.
Yet such accomplishments would not be enough to sweep away the troubles before him.
Even figures as mighty as the Sword God and the Demon Emperor had fallen on this road.
What virtues or abilities did he possess to be confident that, within three thousand years, he could reach their heights?
Moreover, the Sword God and the Demon Emperor had both already fallen. That proved that even their heights were insufficient to resolve every trouble within a single generation.
If he could not resolve these troubles, it meant he could only watch Teacher die with his own eyes.
Seeing Xu Qianzhui remain silent, Su You said calmly, "Between dying on one's feet and living on one's knees, I believe a great many people would choose to die on their feet."
"At least, that was what they said when they spoke of it."
"Because no one was willing to openly admit that they were cowardly."
"Beyond that, some would choose to make their words match their deeds and truly die on their feet."
"But those who could choose to die on their feet might not necessarily be able to endure watching those beside them die as well."
"When you spoke up for Teacher, you did indeed voice what was in his heart, and you agreed with his thoughts."
"You could think and act that way because you stood from the perspective of an onlooker."
"If you personally Enter the Game, could you still remain the same?"
"You cannot accept my death, so what right do you have to demand that we calmly accept everything?"
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