Looking at Chen Changsheng before him, Liu Yidao froze for a moment.
Because he had never imagined that Chen Changsheng would truly leave people like them a way out.
"People like us still have a road to walk?"
"Even your Second Master has a road to walk. Why would you have no road?"
"Because in this era, you have already won."
"I know, but in my eyes, you may not necessarily be losers."
As he spoke, Chen Changsheng looked at the three people fighting desperately below. "Back then, I spared people like you."
"Even now, you have indeed served many purposes."
"And many of you have been analyzing why I spared you back then."
"But after hearing so much, I found that not a single person had guessed my thoughts at the time."
"Now tell me, why did I spare you back then?"
At those words, Liu Yidao fell silent.
After an unknown length of time, Liu Yidao said, "Sir spared us because we still had our uses."
"Wrong!"
Chen Changsheng shook his head. "Later generations look back at history from their present perspective and always think those before them were omnipotent, able to foresee the future."
"But in truth, those before them were also lost when faced with certain choices."
"When the Dark Turmoil first arose, the Forbidden Ground's attitude was vague and unclear. Though the Pill Epoch could extend a hand of aid, they were wolves in sheep's clothing in the end."
"Though the Chang Sheng Epoch had accumulated some strength, the clash of ideals between two eras prevented me from acting freely."
"In such circumstances, forget matters a hundred thousand years later—even the outcome at that time was beyond my ability to predict with certainty."
"Every choice determined the future direction of the Chang Sheng Epoch. Do