Listening to Li Changming's final words, Li Changsheng fell silent.
He understood Li Changming's concerns, and he also understood the plans in his heart.
Looking at the Recording Stone in his hand, Li Changsheng murmured softly, "Big Brother, you've planned this far ahead... was it really worth it?"
Yet in response to Li Changsheng's words, the Recording Stone merely continued playing Li Changming's final message.
"As long as the green hills remain, there will be no shortage of firewood."
"The Imperial Tutor is already in a position where he can neither advance nor retreat, because he has tied everyone around him to the same warship."
"This approach may let him hack through thorns and brambles, but once he encounters a setback, he will lose the entire game."
"As the Imperial Tutor, he naturally knows the problem with this. That is why he chose all of you at Ten Thousand Races Academy."
"During the Dark Turmoil of the previous Chang Sheng Epoch, he was already laying out such plans. But unfortunately, the people of the Chang Sheng Epoch did not fully step beyond the Imperial Tutor's framework."
"That was precisely why he used trial stages to nurture your generation."
"Thankfully, among your generation, many possess the courage to step beyond the Imperial Tutor's framework."
"But in my eyes, the only one truly qualified to step beyond the Imperial Tutor's framework is you, Li Changsheng."
"Cui Shuo is a Martial Fanatic; he is not suited for this kind of thing. Although Cui Yunzheng is outstanding, he draws far too much attention."
"Lu Jun knows how to hide his talents, but unfortunately, the Lu Family has an Immortal Emperor. The Immortal Emperor alone is enough to bind the Lu Family completely to the Imperial Tutor's warship."
"As for those other hidden prodigies, they