After they had gone some distance, Guang Yuxing finally asked in confusion, "Brother Ye, I may be able to understand your true intention in having the Elf Queen follow you alongside me, but I really can't see why you want the nine elders to come with us as well..."
Ye Luo chuckled. "Guang Yuxing, do you truly not understand, or are you pretending not to?"
"...I don't really understand..."
"Fine. Then tell me the part you do understand, and I'll explain the part you don't..." Ye Luo stood on a branch extending from the outer reaches of the Ancient Tree of Life, gazing out over the endless green plains below.
Guang Yuxing's gaze was fixed on the same view. "You want them to understand the gap between themselves and the Zerg through the Zerg's wars, then make them recognize their place?"
Ye Luo nodded and said with feeling, "As expected of my brother—you saw right through my scheme in a single sentence. The Elf Race is far too arrogant. They're clearly only a Level Four civilization, yet they act as though they're a Level Six civilization. Sooner or later, they'll have to join the Zerg. But brother, surely you don't want to see the Elf Race violate Zerg laws because of their so-called noble pride and their so-called refusal to yield even in death, only to be slaughtered in great numbers. That's why I brought the nine elders along: to let them see that life—especially life without the strength to protect itself—must learn to bow its head, or it can only lose it. Once they witness what happens to other races whose pride reaches the heavens, I think they'll become much more obedient..."
Guang Yuxing turned to him and said solemnly, "Thank you, Brother Ye..."
Ye Luo waved dismissively. "Brother,