"Young courage truly is precious." The voice in the mirror suddenly sighed.
Zhuang Gaoxian did not admit that his courage was inferior to Jiang Wang's.
Of course, he had no way of doing as Jiang Wang had—boldly breaking away from the state system, abandoning all glory and splendor, facing every danger alone, seeking only the freedom to hold a sword.
Of course, he was unwilling to cast aside everything he already possessed, go straight to the Eastern Domain, intercept and kill him on the spot, and face all the consequences this would bring. Even though he was far stronger than Jiang Wang.
But this had nothing to do with courage. It lay only in the resolve of the two men.
Jiang Wang wanted to kill him because he bore hatred carved into his bones and shouldered a blood-deep vengeance. He wanted to kill Jiang Wang more to cut away a threat and erase a hidden danger. When he felt it necessary, he would act without the slightest hesitation. When he judged the cost greater than the gain, he would remain silent and endure.
Yet after thinking things over and weighing gains against losses, was that not also the hesitation brought by the years?
"I believe true courage lies in the great undertaking we are pursuing," Zhuang Gaoxian said. "It is persevering onward through the darkness, even if no one understands."
"I am truly glad that you sincerely identify with our ideals." The voice in the mirror spoke in a tone that did not sound particularly glad, then changed the subject. "What do you intend to do now?"
Zhuang Gaoxian said, "First, the Nation-Protecting Array of Zhuang Kingdom must be established as quickly as possible. Otherwise, if I fail to eliminate him and he achieves True Insight, I will never know